Wow, what a week! A Battle of will and belief.

The week started with stepping on the scale Monday morning 2/20 with the scale telling me I had gained all I thought I had lost last Friday when I came to the end of week one. With only 5 more weeks to lose 20 lbs, I felt I had already lost the battle and I had barely started. Was I about to humiliate myself publicly? Would I ever feel like myself again? Had it become impossible to lose weight? Was something wrong with me?

I called Scott and told him how I was feeling. I was so upset I think I made him uncomfortable. He told me that his plan had me in a priming phase that would lead to faster results in the competing weeks.

“Don’t look at the scale. Concentrate on how your body will be looking and feeling.”

I reluctantly agreed, knowing that a sane person would agree with him. Still, I was demoralized. But then I realized that 6 weeks of diet and exercise was bound to have some positive effect. Even if I lose I win! No – failure is not an option. Then Scott told me that if I was going to be number obsessed, I was to cut out my wine allowance all together. No alcohol. Also, I would go vegetarian for a week. I agreed. Yesterday was workout #4 with Scott and he killed me. I loved it! – Dynamic stretching – Intervals on the treadmill (that had me sucking wind) – Jump rope – Plank, sideways plank – Kickboxing (big fun!)

I was taking part in an event I had helped plan and promote and the whole day into the rest of the evening is a blur. I was so busy, I didn’t even notice that I was starving when all was said and done around 9pm. It’s so important to be able to eat at regular intervals to keep from wanting to eat everything in my path. Ate leftover vegetables from lunch, an Asian pear and thought about all the things I need to do. Scott’s right, I do need to learn to relax. Relax, it’s win win!