Back on The Wagon

Well, after several weeks months off from exercise and dieting... I'm back on the wagon again. It's been rough, to say the least.

Before I had my surgery, I was eating with a "what-if-I-die-in-surgery-having-not-eaten-the-things-I-wanted-to" mentality. It was fun, but not productive. Obviously, I didn't die in surgery. And sitting around the house for 5 weeks post-op didn't improve my spirits or motivation. This week was my first week back to work and finally (probably around Tuesday or Wednesday) I got back in the swing of things, started eating healthier, went grocery shopping, and started counting my calories again. It was definitely rough. After eating whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted, it's really hard to restrict myself. But, I made it 3 whole days of eating better. Finally weighed myself on Friday and........ it said 223.2! NO!!!!!!! Somehow (even though I know how) I gained 11 pounds since November. Man... that just kinda caught me off guard.

You see... the battery in my scale died and I just kept "forgetting" to get a new one. So, I hadn't weighed myself since sometime in late November/Early December. Never again will I let that scale be dead for that long. Otherwise maybe I would have noticed like a 5 pound gain and stopped it there. Oh well..... woulda, coulda, shoulda. What happened has happened. Time to look towards the future. I now realize that this weight thing will definitely be a struggle for the rest of my life. I'll have to keep on top of it if I don't want things to get out of hand.  That sucks.  :-P

I have made myself a little 12 Week Challenge: Lose 15 pounds in 12 weeks. That's absolutely possible. I even made myself a little chart to hand on my refrigerator so I can track my progress. I just have to stick to it. The weekends are the hardest. Today is my first weekend back on the healthy eating wagon, so let's hope it goes well. I'm also not allowed (doctor's orders!) to exercise yet. Though, next week I'm allowed to start moderate exercise, though I don't really know what that means. I'm hoping to maybe try the elliptical at the gym next week and see how I feel, and hopefully I won't hurt myself.

I miss the elliptical, my old friend.....