So much to report on in the last week. Let me start with, I am done with business trips for quite awhile and now have only 10days until I leave for a much anticipated two week vacation!
This past trip to Denver was only suppose to be 5days and I had made arrangements to fly up early on Monday so that a friend and I could hike a local State Park. We got a 5mile hick in that was absolutely gorgeous. I love the beauty of the mountains. We then spent the next evening watching the season finale of Biggest Loser together (we had watched the entire season "together" despite the vast miles between us and time zone difference, texting each other through every episode - watching it together in person while drinking 1pt margaritas was much more fun!)
I didnt pack my scale this trip and perhaps I should have considering the derailing I experienced that began on the Wed of Wk 18 weigh in. I had somehow come up with this analogy because falling off the wagon just didn't seem to do it justice. I think what I did was climb up the ladder of the high dive and go head first into the deep end of self indulgence. It was not pretty, it was physically painful at times, and was incredibly tasty at other times. I returned from my trip and was determined to own up to my destructive behavior to be completely and absolutely floored to see that 10days after my last trip to the scale, and many, many poor decisions, I was only about 3lbs up - considering all that I had ingested, TOM, and the elevation change during my trip (which causes water retention/dehydration) I was delighted. Not delighted enough to put myself completely back on track but I'm also not still treading water in the deep end. I think I might be at the stairs and climbing out of the pool....I hope to be out of the water when I wake in the morning and right back on the wagon. So officially, I have nothing to report for WI that was due Wed May 13th....I don't know what I weighed.
The absolute best part of my crazy week since my last post was that on Wed of this week I found out that my sister-in-law was going to be induced on Friday morning so I canceled my last night in the hotel in Denver and changed my flight to be back home on Thursday night so we could be at the hospital with her on Friday morning. My nephew was born at 209pm on Friday. Of course he is adorable and we are blessed that he is absolutely healthy.
I will have to spend some time of the next couple of evenings catching up with everyone from the SH4SC...I just haven't had/made the time to be online lately. Here's to two more great weigh ins until this challenge is over and I'm off and on vacation! :)
5 comments:
Awwww, love those newborn pics. Nothing like a new life to celebrate in a family.
AAAwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!! I'm so jealous... #1 of trip to Denver - I was from Colorado, lived there for two years before Aus, and I miss it :( AND #2 CUTE BABY!!! I'm (as they say here) clucky... it means I wanna have another baby... not that I really NEED another one (three's enough I'd say) but you can't help being clucky :) CONGRATS on your luck of the scale! I'm the same, indulging, but only 3 lbs. Good job :)
Congrats to you and your sister! What a cute baby! (Annalisa, I have three to and I have to say three is PLENTY for me anyways!)
We all take that dive. Every success story I have read, and ones that are still in the making, everyone makes that dive. Good way to pull yourself back to the shallow end and on your way out!
Aw, I want a baby now!! LOL
It's great to see you posting again :) wasn't the Biggest Loser finale' a great surprise? :o)
P.S. I missed you!
Congrats on the baby! Too cute.
As far as the gain, you know what you are doing and it will come off....Great job!
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