So my crazy busy work schedule is hopefully behind me for awhile, so I’m back, and not a moment to soon. I actually missed my monthly weigh-in for June, something I swore would never happen.
That’s not real life though. Real life is messy and unpredictable. Real life seldom presents you with the best possible circumstances to maintain your health, and you have to learn to roll with it.
One month will not make or break me. I’m going to admit to you all, I was nervous as hell when I stepped on that scale. Sure there are habits that are ingrained now, but the habit, the most important one, had disappeared since the advent of the Freestyle program.
Tracking.
For over a year and a half I religiously tracked my food. Even if I had to guess I still guessed and put it in my Weight Watcher app. I started out with the best intentions. So many of the now free foods were my daily staples. Tracking all those zeros seemed like a big waste of time, so I started to relax with it until tracking was non-existent.
How could I go from being so disciplined to a free for all in such a short amount of time is truly terrifying. I was pleasantly surprised when I hit my goal number on the nose when I stepped on that scale a couple of weeks ago. Obviously some of those habits still do a body good.
The problem is at one time I was five pounds under that number. It may not seem like much, but I know that it starts as a little snowball and grows bigger as it rolls down the hill. Maybe it’s silly, but I felt better, stronger with those five pounds gone.
