This weekend was a blast. Friday at work we had a pot-luck lunch and everyone made incredible food. I had some of it but didn't go hog wild. Then that night went to see Ironman 2 with my hubby (great movie). Saturday I walked the LSU lakes with my sister... in the rain. ha! We had a blast. We were determined to do it no matter what. Just like the post office... neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet... well, maybe sleet would do it. Later that day we went shopping at the mall, fun times. Lots of walking. Saturday night my sister, my daughter, and I sat around and watched the old Star Wars trilogy and just kinda hung out as couch potatoes. Sunday was cleaning day. My muscles and back still ache from organizing and moving stuff around. But it felt good to get it done. That night we ate some boiled crawfish with our close friends.
Which brings me to my point... I went way over my calories this week. While I should feel bummed about it. I don't. For two reasons. 1) I've read reports and studies that show increasing calories one week can be beneficial in the long run, because the sudden boost of calories makes your metabolism kind of "short circuit" and thus going back to your routine the next week helps to get you over those plateaus. 2) It was a much needed break or "mini-vacation." Besides of "what" I ate, it was all relatively healthy. There wasn't any seriously high fat foods. Simply just over my calories.
So now going into my week I feel refreshed and ready to get back into the routine. As of my weigh in this morning I'm at 41.2 lbs lost. That will be 3.8 lbs until I hit my June 30th goal. I'm crossing my fingers to hit that before end of May, but I'm flexible on that one. As long as I know I'm well within hitting it before June 30th, I'm good. Of course, hitting it earlier is always acceptable. That also means I'm 3/4ths of the way done with the total weight loss. Pretty much the last big milestone besides the June 30th goal. It's crazy to think that I only have 14.8 lbs left until I hit my goal weight. This really is the final stretch. I should hit this, if not before, definitely by the end of summer.
I went down a half an inch on my hips. I haven't seen any change in my waist in about a month. Disconcerting, but I'll take the the hip loss instead any day. :o)
So overall, I'm doing well. Its slowly becoming more and more apparent to me that while goals are great to have, it's OK to break them from time to time. This past weekend was something that helped me just relax and not worry, even though I still worked out, and ate healthy anyway (albeit too much). In the long run, it's been 7 months of at least 6 days a week of exercising and eating around a 1200-1600 calorie diet. That's a deficit almost everyday. I'm starting to recognize that no matter how long it takes me, if I continue to do that, I'll lose. In other words, to quote a way over played, but lyrically beautiful song, "Ain't about how fast I get there. Ain't about what's waiting on the other side. It's the climb." :o) Keep on climbing.