I forgot to bring a dress shirt with me to the gym yesterday so I was in my home gear at work all day. Well, this morning, after my workout, I realized I forgot to bring pants. Pants. Who forgets to pack their pants when they are going to the gym? Thankfully, the Pro Club shop has jeans (Mavi brand, one of my favorite). I ended buying a pair. The upside to all of this was that I bought size 36 jeans, rather than size 38.
Today, I had my workout with Christina: 42 minutes cardio (30 minutes on elliptical, 12 minutes on stairs, 547 calories burned, average heart rate 137, max heart rate 155) followed by stretches.
Yesterday was tough. After finding out that I only lost 4 pounds this past week, I was discouraged and disheartened. I know, I know: 4 pounds is a lot to loose and I am on the right track. It is just that I felt different. The pants I wore to my first weigh in were no longer fitting (they were lose) by the second weigh in… Anyway, I think if I go #2 any one of these days, I may shed a pound or two. Still no movement on that front by the way.
So anyway, I was discouraged, rational or not. When Rich came home late last night (we have both been working late lately), he showed up with a bouquet of red roses to tell me how proud he is of me. (This is where you go “aaaawww, so cute” and yes it was) That made my day/night. I am no longer discouraged and disheartened. Even if I only lost 4 lbs, I felt every bit of that 4 lbs leaving my body and it felt damn good.