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Last week I ate less crap, moved more and lost weight. Whaaat?

by SweetMidlife

It's working! Let's celebrate with fries. Or...not.

You know how insanity is said to be doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results?

Ladies and gentleman – Welcome to the way I’ve been trying to lose weight over the last year. (Spoiler alert: Still fat.)

But for the first time in a long time, I got on the scale yesterday and the weight was three pounds lower than the week before, because…and this will shock you all – I worked out more and ate less garbage. Craziness.

The last time that I consistently lost weight – not just inches ┬ábut actual numbers on the scale – was more than a year ago during the beginning of my clean eating journey. I was strict about not eating anything processed, and working out at least four times a week, and it showed. Then my life got crazy, courtesy of a tiny person who came to live with us, and any extra energy I had went into clothing, feeding, diapering, cleaning and then re-diapering that person. Making my own tomato soup and getting up for 6 a.m. spin class?

Ha ha shut up.

Last summer and fall I had some luck moving the fat deposits, if not the scale, with Crossfit and a return to running. But I was still admittedly eating like crap. I would start out healthy for two days, only to have to eat something dripping in fried for work (I write about food and drinking and such) and then keep crapping it in. My Crossfit coach noticed my inch loss but encouraged me to start keeping food diaries again. I was afraid this was an attempt to get me to eat Paleo, a style of eating that I cannot as a non-regular eater of meat adhere to. Also I didn’t want them to see how often I have wine (every night) and yell at me.

So I kept spending the money on an expensive gym and either not go as much as I should, or going but then thwarting any progress with the eating. And it’s no surprise that I didn’t make any real progress losing weight. I’ve been doing this dance since I was a teenager, in one form or the other, and it’s harder every. Single. Year. You get older, more tired. Your metabolism sits on the couch and refuses to stop eating cheese. Your schedule has more work, more people, more stuff in it, equaling more reasons just not to be careful.

Then what changed? Last week I started at Crossfit again, and, like the dummy veil was lifted, thought “Maybe it’s time to put my resolve where my mouth and the things that go into it is.” So back on MyFitnessPal.com I went, where I found two close friends, one up north and one in Miami, making such great progress, not just with weight loss but with their exercise. They are killing it, y’all, and that made me so excited for them, because both are moms with big jobs and husbands and such. I wanted in on that club.

So I just went back to the club I was already in, writing stuff down and making myself go to the gym. Tuesday, when I got on the scale and it went down, I was mad for it taking this long. There’s nothing to it but to do it, as the Washington Senators sang in “Damn Yankees.”

Here’s me doing in. Took me long enough.

2 Responses to “Last week I ate less crap, moved more and lost weight. Whaaat?”

  1. JOYCHASING@YAHOO.COM' Chasing Joy says:

    Congrats on your progress. Looking forward to being inspired by your progress.

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