One day shy of two weeks ago, Heather convinced me to join DietBet with her.
I’ve already lost my 4% and unless I eat my weight in junk between now and the 24th of February I should be able to keep it that way.
Depending on what time of day I hop on the scale, I’ve lost between 13 and 14 pounds. I wish I could say my clothes felt more comfy, but most of them don’t feel any different. I’d take pics, but I don’t look any different either.
I guess I feel a little different. I’m sleeping better.
I still feel extremely tired. I’m not really sleepy tired, more like a weak tired. I still feel a bit like I’m in a fog. The only thing that takes either of them away is a supplement drink thingy hubby bought for me. It’s great for my workouts, but I can’t go around drinking that all day like it’s water.
I’m up to 9 minutes on the
devil machine elliptical. Today I step it up and try for 10. Once I get to 30, I will start working on speed. Right now, I’m focused on just NOT stopping.
What I thought would happen, what I feared would happen, has happened. All I think about is food and exercise. I’m constantly tracking and planning and thinking and it distracts me from accomplishing other things. I’m praying that once I see progress off the scale (my clothes fit better), that I’ll be able to back off the obsessing and start implementing changes into my routine. I’d love for it to be just part of my life instead of my whole life.
There are 26 more pounds to go before I reach my #PINKFTW goal!
According to MyFitnessPal.com, I could totally be there by summertime. Then again, MyFitnessPal doesn’t understand the power of a Jillian Michael’s DVD. It would take some serious Biggest Loser style weight loss to be pink by Blissdom.
That’s doesn’t mean I’m not going to try.