With all the posts this week with Goldfinch's and others' stories, and Grits' post about getting back on the scale after avoiding it for weeks, I decided I'd get back on the bandwagon, too.
Three weeks ago I started a temp job at a university. Long days, pretty stressful. Some days I brought lunch, but I got sick of sandwiches every day. The turkey was salty. The pita chips were salty.
Yesterday, I tried a salad at BurgerKing. Oh my god, the grilled chicken was so salty it literally burned the inside of my mouth. My gums are still raw. It was gross. I had forgotten why I quit eating there.
My clothes are fitting tighter. I've lost most of my fitness, what little I had.
I got back on the scale anyway: 219.2
I think that's a good bit lower than where I was a month ago and it shocked me. I actually got off and got back on to check it. I have to think I've just lost that much muscle. I'm a lot flabbier today than I was a couple of months ago.
But it's a starting over point.
Roxy
Getting in touch with my inner try-athlete.