Last Sunday, the Hahns packed up and made the 9+ hour drive to Las Vegas to vacation and visit with family. After 5 nights at Green Valley Ranch, a night of adventure with Tournament of Kings, a strange evening with Steel Panther, and too much time spent gambling, we headed home on Saturday night.
Before we left, I weighted myself a day early on Sunday since I wouldn't have a scale with me Monday (Funny enough, our hotel room DID have a scale in it, even though it was broken! Only in Vegas!!). Last week, 2 pounds lost! I was very excited and a little surprised. See, my best friend came to visit and I only really worked out 4 days that week. I was worried that would make me lose less or not at all.
So we get home early Sunday morning, and I literally walk in and go weigh myself (Hey, I hadn't done it in a week!!). I had fretted all week about my eating. Before we left, I told myself I wasn't going to count points but would instead use my new food knowledge and make "smart" choices. I slipped up a little (pizza!) but I think overall, I used what I know and ate out sensibly. I also didn't work out AT ALL this past week. I had grand plans of going to the hotel work out room every day and walking at least 30 minutes. Never happened. Oh well, I thought. I was going to accept whatever the scale had to say this week because I knew it wasn't going to be typical and that I wasn't going to let this week derail what I had worked for so far.
Today's weigh in: 2.5 pounds down! I think it's funny that when I record my weight, it tells me that I'm "losing too fast". Ha! Well, another week here I come! Back to working out, counting points, and measuring everything.
Till next time...
