weightnolonger

I should be at the gym tonight, but I’m calling in sick. 

I’ve been reading about breaking through plateaus and there’s a bunch of different theories on this.  One is, increase calories… splurge a little so your body is reassured that it isn’t, in fact, starving.  So tonight we went out to eat and I had fajitas.  I had some chips (no salt) and salsa as an appetizer, and fajitas and rice for my meal.  It was a splurge, but not THAT bad of one.  My fajitas do not include sour cream or guacamole - just grilled chicken, pico de gallo, and a lil bit of cheese on a tortilla.   And although  it was a hearty meal as intended, I didn’t overstuff myself or anything.

Anyway, it really REALLY upset my stomach within 20 min of finishing dinner.  I’m not sick and it’s not the flu - it is most definitely a temporary “WTH were you thinking” protest from my body kind of thing. 

My husband and son headed off to the movies to watch a guy movie that I would not want to see, and I was planning to hit the gym hard.   But I was too miserable.  I thought I’d let my tummy settle and then head out, but it’s been slow to settle and the clock keeps ticking and the temp keeps dropping and now… well, it’s just not going to happen tonight.

I feel guilty, although I should give myself a break.  I went Mon, Wed, Thur, and I’ll be at my class at 8:30 am.  I’m sure I’ll be there Sunday too.  Isn’t 5 days a week ‘good enough’?  Why am I obsessing over this?  Or maybe I should suck it up and work through my misery, I don’t know.

The one thing that would really help me get over my self-induced guilt trip would be a reasonable loss at weigh-in tomorrow morning.  I’d be content with a lb - and over the moon with 2 lbs.  And yet something tells me the &#$%*# scale won’t budge again.

Plateaus are bad for my morale.  They do keep me motivated.  But darn it, big losses motivate me too and I’m ready for some of THAT kind of motivation.  I’m feeling fatter than ever since the scale won’t budge, and that’s just silly because I’m smaller than I’ve been in 10 years and healthier than I’ve been in … at least 15 years. 

Anyway, I’m just rambling.  It’s freezing cold in here, and I think I’m going to go snuggle in my warm bed til morning.