So, I continue to track all of my food, exercise, and eat in a generally healthy way (let’s not discuss the movie nachos, m’kay? and YES, I counted all the calories for them). Yet I’m stuck; I haven’t lost weight in a couple of weeks.
I’m not upset about this, yet I hear a familiar soundtrack in my head, the one that always plays when the needle on the scale isn’t moving. I hear whispers of “it’s only because of PMS” (sure, maybe) and “it was the Chinese food, too much salt” (okay) and even, at the worst, “why bother?” Happily, I’m not feeling overwhelmed by those thoughts, but they are reminding me that I am, indeed, “dieting” because that sort of mental noise only comes when I’m actively restricting food.
Instead of letting those thoughts overpower me, I’ve decided to go back to limiting carbs. I was, initially, eating only a bit of fruit in the morning and at lunch, and having only a small amount of carbs at dinner (a small potato or a cup of rice, that sort of thing). But when I ramped up the exercise, I found myself having heavy blood sugar crashes, so I added carbs to breakfast and lunch again.
Hopefully my body is used to the exercise enough that I can return to limiting my carb intake; I think I’ll be fine on regular days where I just go to the gym, but I might need to be more careful on days I hike (which is generally 2+ hours of exercise instead of just an hour). We’ll see.
Forgive me for working through this all out loud, but hey! This is my brain, dumping on my blog page. Heh.
In other news, guess what Friday was? TORI’S SEVENTH BIRTHDAY.
I’m working on her yearly movie, so stay tuned. God, I love my kid. Here she is trying honeysuckle juice for the first time on our hike Saturday… and yes, those are some blonde streaks at the front of her hair. She wanted me to put in pink, but it turned out she liked the blond so much she didn’t do the pink. Adorable.