I think yesterday's weigh-in was a little more than 225, maybe as high as 227 - I sorta forget - oh yeah and it was late in the day because I was working at night and sleeping in the day.
Today I'm back "down" to good ol' 225.
Keeping up the good fight. Did I cheat at all yesterday? No, but then "yesterday" was a short day. The day before, when I was up all night working at the theatre, I told myself I shouldn't - but continued anyway - discovering that Lance peanut butter on cheese crackers with M&Ms tasted good together. So that was a good 300-400 calories extra.
I'm 225, but feeling puffier and uglier and wimpier than I did when I first hit 225, heck, when I first hit 240! My calves look fatter than imaginable, and I feel like I barely fit into my jeans, a wry glance in the mirror at how far my belly still sticks out when I'm sitting... There's nothing really good going on with me physically. What is going on? I'll tell you something else a little socially unacceptable, too - I had crazy gas the past 2 days, and no idea where it all came from! Fortunately, it seems that has passed.
So today I went to the gym, for no better reason than because I have to workout 3 times this week to get my $20 back at Christmas. Working out during tech week? Who knew it was possible? Did a little workout and lifted a little weights for arms and abs. I will have to follow a more specific plan if I hope to see improvements in my muscles over the next 6 weeks.
I remember the title of this blog - For Real This Time. I'm not going back. I've got to make it work this time.