Argh today was not the best day! I woke up feeling all great and ready to face the scales, which I did. Then I wish I hadn’t. I wasn’t expecting a huge loss, but I was expecting a loss. I know from having done the 12WBT program before that you can still lose weight on the program even if you aren’t doing exercise. Not that I would encourage that kind of behaviour, because really, that is going to defeat the purpose of getting a healthy lifestyle happening and, well, you can only keep that up for so long before you won’t lose weight just by eating healthy. But I had been slack and working myself up to get into the exercising.
So I got on the scales and what did I see? A little loss? No. A big loss? No.
A BIG FAT GAIN!!! That’s what I saw. 1.1kg of fat has been added to my body in only two days. I really can’t explain it. I was quite devastated. Here was me coming along with my haha I’ve been great for the last two days attitude and boy did I get kicked in the face. I’m not going to stress about it too much at the moment though. I’m hoping it kinda pans itself out and it’s just part of being a female and all that crap. If there is another gain next Wednesday though, the scales and I will be having some serious words.
I suppose the one good thing that did come out of it though is that it spurred me on to doing some exercise. Well that spurred me on, as well as meeting my new exercise buddy Miss A, who is also going to be doing the 12WBT program. It’s nice to have met someone else new here in Port Lincoln and someone who is going to be doing the same challenge, someone who will get where I’m coming from when I want to pull my hair out or just generally cry. So we met up and had lovely skinny lattes, and chatted, and I got to thinking. All this talk of having an exercise buddy is no good if I don’t actually do any exercise.
So I went home, got my bathers on, strapped on my Heart Rate Monitor, left Snotface at home playing Sims (I tried to get her to come with me to the pool, but she wasn’t interested, and really, how do you convince a 15 year old that they want to go out and do something other than playing on the computer? – No really, HOW?), got in my car and went straight to the pool.
58 minutes and 25 seconds later I had done 42 laps of the pool, which equates to 1km and 50 metres (or 1.05km if you prefer) and had burnt off a nice, healthy 471 calories. I felt so great after having completed it. But by the time I got home, I was knackered. It really has been such a long time since I’ve exercised. I’m almost (almost, not quite) looking forward to doing more. So my plan of attack tomorrow is to get out in the morning, before it gets hot and everyone wakes up and can see me wobbling along, and do a session of the C25K app. I’m a crap runner, have never gotten into it, but always wanted to try. So tomorrow I shall.
And next Wednesday – look out scales, I’m coming to get you!