A little recap. I bought some new pants to wear on my birthday. One size too small (all the store had). Plan...lose 15 pounds in 7 weeks so I can wear them on my birthday date. I've lost 10 pounds in the last month. I have less than a month to lose the next five.
I was doing so well, but then I went to stay at my friend Jenn's house for a week and she is (unfortunately) the most amazing cook. And she keeps the yummiest "healthy" snacks. Hello chocolate covered pomegranates! I didn't gain any weight there, but I definitely fell off the wagon. I need to get back on and fast. Why did I get a falafel and fries at the mall today? WHY did I buy Lydia those chocolate cherrios??? I'm putting the box down now.
I just need to realize that I have absolutely NO willpower when there are sweets around. I did great with my sugar detox, but I had nothing in the house to tempt me. Jenn made s'more bars. I didn't have a chance.
I also have discovered that I distain working-out in humidity. Even inside the house, it's so humid I'm miserable after my warm up. And running outside? Yea, I don't think so. I have never (never) been in heat like this and I've lived in the South for 6 years. My next home will be in a community that has a pool.
I can lose 5 pounds in 3 weeks right? Easy peasey.
(Jenn. I can't come over for a while.)
2 comments:
Good luck, Natalie!
I live in Houston (the armpit of the country...) and yeah, even working out indoors is miserable. And running outside in the humidity is like death. I feel like I can't breath after about a mile. But hey, if you run outside, you'll sweat off more pounds, right?!
Running in the South? Now? Sounds awful!
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