The Skinny on Me

What up, Fitblrs? I apologize in advance if I start to sound at all glum or down in this post. I’ve been trying to keep my good ‘ole happy-go-lucky self out and about these days (especially when blogging), but sometimes you can’t always fake it till you make it. 

In a somewhat shocking turn of events, I managed to lose 1.8 pounds this week. To be honest, I felt that I would at least lose something, but not that much. Why? Well, in addition to my tendencies to drink more than I should, chow down on yummy sweet potato fries and mac n’ cheese grilled cheese sandwhiches (really good) and giving in to the occasional urges to skip running that day, I also was a bit down in the dumps this week. Being the emotional eater that I am, that meant dragging out the peanut butter and chocolate chip morsels left over from my roommates cooking adventures. Never a good combo. 

Word to the wise, don’t keep that shit around the house. Hopefully my roommate doesn’t need anymore, cause I’m tempted to throw that stuff out (the chocolate chip morsels at least). 

At this point, I’m a mere two-tenths of a pound away from being out of the 170s. Only .2 lbs! Because of this so close, yet so far dilemma I find myself in, I know I can do better. There’s a reason I’ve been pushing myself so hard the last few weeks, and I can’t lose sight of it now. 

My goals for this week:

• Finish Week 8 of C25k: 1 run down, 2 to go! 
• Sign up for the Polar Dash 5k (January 14)
• Throw out that damn bag of semi-sweet chocolate morsels
• Have fun (but no too much fun!) 
• If (not when, but if) I fall of track, get back on it right away. 
• Exercise video it up (as much as I love running, that’s not what it’s all about)
• Start the month-long push up challenge (see next post)