So – not a great week. Vacation happened. <sigh>
Was supposed to weigh in on Friday, but because of a couple of travel days it didn’t happen until today, Sunday. Since last Friday I gained 2.8 pounds, for a total loss of 2.4 pounds.
Two things happened. This vacation was not one of those relaxing vacations. 26 people in the house, nearly half of which were children under the age of 6. Including two of mine. And this vacation is food heavy. I did a good job staying within my points until Wednesday, which was my day to cook. Chili dogs threw might right over the edge. So food was a problem. And though I brought all of my running stuff, I never did go for a run. The baby got off schedule, and we struggled sleeping. These, of course, are just excuses, but they were enough to keep me off-kilter.
We got home last night around 5:30 after two hard days of driving. I intended to run this morning, but just didn’t get it done. It would be easy to get discouraged, though that would be a huge mistake. Routine will return, and with it a return to normalcy. This week involves travel for work, too, so it’ll get harder before it gets easier.
I can handle the routine weeks, but I struggle to handle the non-routine weeks. Next step is to figure out how to cope.
Onward.
A Constant State of Hunger 