It all started with a retreat for work. It was a leadership training of sorts. It was awesome, but that's beside the point. There was food. And wine. I actually didn't crazily go over my calorie intake, but I did go over. I also missed working out 2 days. Shame on me. But it was hard. I was out of town pretty much all day Tuesday and then most of the day Wednesday. Came home and crashed on the couch. I did pick up for the rest of the week though, and unfortunately had a work meeting, complete with more food, on Friday. Another fail day.
Saturday and Sunday I did not exercise and I ate crap food, while still staying within my calories though. Really didn't leave myself much room for mistakes this week, that's for sure.
The good news is I feel like crap after I eat crap food. How is that good? Because it makes me not want it anymore. It makes me realize that eating broccoli is better than eating french fries, my body is telling me so and I need to listen to it. I can't even begin to tell you how awful I felt after drinking a couple glasses of wine and eating rich foods. I felt like I had lead in my stomach. Not fun.
So I'm still here. Seven pounds down in four weeks. Wish it was 8 but it is what it is. I'm still motivated and still feeling good. Slowly but surely I'm feeling better about myself. I can't wait to do my measurements again this weekend and see my progress!