My day started yesterday with that moment you slip on your jeans, anticipating the day ahead and thinking…I need to look a little presentable so I’ll wear my dress jeans…and they don’t fit.
That’s right people. My jeans were too tight. My dress pants were too tight. Everything was too tight.
So I braved the evil digital creature and stepped on …
I’ve gained ten pounds.
All my hard work, my eating well (this week’s piece of cake notwithstanding), strength training and working out has led to a very successful weight gain.
I’m SUPER excited about this.
I have so many questions…
- Is this Hypothyroidism fighting me? I totally fluctuate up and down every few years and losing weight is a herculean effort. This is why I work so hard to keep it at a good level. Because once the gain is there…losing is so hard. I’m guessing this is the number one culprit.
- Maybe it’s something I’m eating I need to tweak (gluten free food has a lot of sugar in it so I have to make sure I’m eating more vegetables and proteins…
- I’m on the computer a lot (see?) so maybe I need to increase my daily activity…
Don’t I sound like I have it all together? A Plan. Forward motion. Track it all.
When really what happened was this:
Only I was late for a meeting so I did it in my head. But trust me it was there.
So I went to my meeting and my first action after the meeting was to go to Old Navy and buy new jeans. Weirdly, they are the same size, style and brand that I already have. I bought them anyway because they fit, for some whacked out reason. It’s Old Navy so it doesn’t surprise me too much. I’ve had a few encounters with their sizes being off. And yes, I broke “no spend January” but with my desperate need for pants, I don’t feel too guilty.
I did five miles on the treadmill last night…
This is SO ME. Mostly the going to bed wide awake part but sometimes it’s both…
Run on…and remember, positivity. What? it’s a word.