The man and I are going on a cruise in February. We are both fat and the cruise is 8 weeks away.
I am a last minute person. Normally eight weeks is not last minute. But, quite frankly, in the weight loss game it is. This week we embarked on a crunch time weight loss plan. We are getting 'serious'. At least that's what we say we are doing. My man has a better work ethic than me. He will put his mind to something and it will get done. I however am like a kitten. I stay focused for about...... ummm what was I talking about? You get the point.
So, what does this mean to you. Well, pretty much nothing. But I thought that if I occasionally blog about it then I will be more accountable. So, reader (all 3 of you) beware.
Yesterday I wrote down what I ate. Looked up fast weight loss on WebMD. Bought some fruits and vegetables. Then we went to Outback for dinner. And ordered cheese fries. Do you see any humor in this? I hang my head in shame.
But wait.... there is a glimmer of hope. For the record... I think the amount of cheese fries on the platter have decreased. I only had a small slice of cheese fries. Lord have mercy, do you know the amount of will power and restraint that took? I practically broke a sweat. For dinner I had chicken on the barbie (BBQ sauce on the side) AND I cut it in half! I only had the vegetables for a side.
When we got home my man said he wanted to work out. I just wanted to put on sweats and watch TV. In my opinion, I had worked out the equivalent of an hour by not eating all the cheese fries. He said 'Nay, nay'. Again the work ethic of that man. So, I got on the treadmill for 10 minutes and the eliptical for 10minutes. Not alot but something. Oh, and I did some weight training. Key word being some.
When I woke up this morning I felt it. Surely, I have lost 5-7lbs. Not so. Oh the injustices of this sin filled world.
***I made it 25min. today. Yippee****
Have a happy day.