I know, I know.
It's been 2 weeks since I posted anything about my weight...
So much for the whole "weekly" thing, right?
But 2 weeks ago, I was sitting at 138.4.
Which is of course, 1.4 up from my goal weight.
And 2.2 up from my lowest weight to date, which was a whole month and 1/2 ago....
And truthfully, with all my running you would think I would be dropping weight like crazy.
However, this is where we are at....
In the last 2 weeks, I haven't lost anything.
But on the flip side, I haven't gained anything (or what I gained, I've lost...).
Am I happy?
Eh.
Not thrilled.
Am I upset?
Eh.
Not really.
I am eating healthy.
I am maintaining a somewhat consistent weight.
I am obviously in overall good health.
There are some glitches with the thyroid going on.
But obviously, it isn't blowing anything completely out of proportion yet.
So overall, I am ok with where I am.
I just wish that I could get rid of some of the extra skin/cellulite/jiggle.
But that's probably just a direct result of catching up on all the Housewives after finally finishing Hunger Games.
Everyone is having work done.
But I digress....
Synopsis: I weigh 138.4.
I want to weigh less.
But I am still smaller than I was, so I am ok with it.
Or at least ok enough that my desire for food wins over emaciation 99% of the time.
And with the bigger picture, I am FAR smaller than I was a year ago.
AND I can keep a decent pace for 6.55 miles in a race.
Even if I do have a jiggly belly.
1 comment:
I will have work done.
It's true.. don't judge ;)
Just as soon as I see 140 on that scale. Ugh. I really hate that men cannot get pregnant.
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