Saturday, January 20, 2007

Clever friends are a blessing

I have decided that my pal Sara is an absolute GENIUS. She is also obviously psychic. Here's why:

I had a great week, ate well (gave myself an A+ there), did all my workouts, drank my water, blah-de-blah-blah. So I was quietly confident that the scales would play nice when I stepped on them this morning. Instead, THEY HAVE NOT MOVED since last week. So I grabbed my tape measue, just KNOWING that my waist measurement would be down a little.....but nope. Not a single millimetre of change. Anywhere. Gah!

Then I remembered Sara's blog about UPA a couple of days ago. And I almost yelled EUREKA!! Because, folks, that is the answer! I've had less one-on-one clients this week (they're mostly away on holidays), but a heap of new onliners, which means lots of work on the computer - sitting on my butt. And because it's been so hot, I've not ventured outdoors to do gardening, or go for extra walks. In fact, apart from my scheduled training, I've allowed my inner couch potato to re-emerge. So, less calories burned = no change in weight or measurements.

Consequently, my goal for the next week is to move my lardy butt more. Which means at least 2 decent walks, and just getting up and doing stuff around the (sadly neglected) house. The work will get done - it always does.

Thank goodness for clever, clever friends!!


Sara said...

Aw, aw, aw. .. Youuuuuu....*squeezes ya hard*.

Yes, those little bits of 'doing stuff' really do make a difference. And you know what's great? Even shopping counts. Even SHOPPING! How cool is that?

Don't worry 'bout scales and stuff, maybe you just caught yourself on a fat day. You know how it is, up, down, you can't get too wound up about either.

Kek said...

Nah, I'm not worried at all. But this has been a pattern for a few weeks now, moving less and less. Which is not how I got from obese to where I am today, and not how I intend to go on either.

There's plenty of time yet for me to develop a total psychosis about my weight/size. I'll leave that till I'm in full-on competition prep mode. Then you may feel free to slap me every time I utter the F-word. (In case you're wondering, that's "fat", not the other F-word.

Deb said...

I wish we could get by with no tape measure or scale, but it just doesn't work that way....arrrrrrggg! (I'm sure you look fabulous!)

Kathryn said...

Those little bits really add up. I found that when I stopped working and wasn't walking to work every day.

I think the scales are doing crazy things atm anyway. With this weather, it's so easy to get dehydrated.

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