The one nice thing about plateauing a bit after losing
several pounds is that you get to enjoy the delayed loss of inches and clothes
fitting better which I find usually doesn’t show up until a few weeks after the
scale goes down (and if I’m continually losing, I don’t notice). I’m squarely in between-sizes territory now
in that the smaller size is still a bit on the tight side but the larger size
is noticeably too baggy. It’s an
annoyingly awful limbo area where I don’t feel fabulous in anything exactly,
but it’s nice to know that I can fit into the smaller stuff without it looking
obscene either. If only I could just
push myself 3 more pounds or so I’d be in a very happy place.
I have been upping my running just a tad lately. I’m far too lazy and lack the attention span
to really do anything major or ambitious, but I’ve done a couple 4ish mile runs
in the past two weeks and kept it at a 10 minute pace, so it hasn’t been too
painfully eternal-seeming. I’ve also
been keeping my shorter runs at 30 minutes or longer and trying to up my speed with
those, so I think I can commit to my pledge to never spend an exorbitant amount
of time running but get a decent workout, in which case I might actually stick with it a little longer.
I’m going to Bar Harbor for
a wedding this weekend so I will be out of town Thursday night to Monday
morning and I know I will not be a model of Weight Watchers during that time,
which is part of why I’m frustrated not to have lost this past week. Nevertheless, I’ll try to work out and make
decently non-shitty eating decisions and hopefully avoid getting black-out
drunk, and I can keep the damage manageable.
It will be awesome to see my law school friends all in one spot and I
think the wedding will be a great time, so at the end of the day I’ll have a
great time regardless of WW or points.
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