Today is the day
I jumped out of bed this morning, did my morning ablutions and hopped on the scale. It was the highest number I have seen in over a year. 195.4. In many ways that number saddens me. I had gotten so far and made so much progress and that number seems to say it's all gone. I know that is not completely true, but that is how it feels. Regardless, I'm not going to let that get me down. Today I begin my new way of life and I am excited about that. Of course, things have not started off so well. I planned on going to the olympic lifting class at 7 am but overslept. Of course, I could still make it if I rushed, but I'm on vacation. I do however, have a plan B. In a little while I will hop on the treadmill and do 30 minutes. I would like to do some running intervals, but my knees have been feeling awful. They feel unstable. Both of them. I know I can't really explain it, but it's true. I will walk for a bit and if it feels okay run for a bit. Then this afternoon is Crossfit. Woot. Or I could go to the 8 am class and run/walk this afternoon. Hmmm....decisions, decisions......I do know that I am working out twice a day every day of break. So I'm really excited. I love new beginnings and today is most definitely one.
So here is one of the pitfalls I have to watch for. I am going to track my calories, fat, protein, and carbs. I will keep them in a hand written notebook. But I have to be careful not to obsess. Whenever I start tracking anything, it becomes a challenge to see how low can I go. Then I go so low I completely lose control. So no obsessing or losing control. This time it is merely tracking. I want to make sure I am eating well and not eating a lot of junk. So no getting crazy with the numbers.