Whoops. Looks like I gained this week. It’s not a lot. But for some reason, I’m more annoyed with myself this week than I had been any other week I gained. It’s like, what was so important this past week that forced me to eat and drink more than I should, and exercise less? There is no real excuse for this. And I know it shouldn’t be a big deal – people gain – but I was really hoping to break the 170 mark this week, and ride out the final 10 pounds to the end of the summer. Whatever. It is summertime. I chalk it up to the birthdays, BBQ, beer, ball games…anything that starts with the letter B. Tomorrow is July 4th. We have a BBQ to attend. Saturday, we have another one. I just need to be diligent about my running, and to not snack during the work day. That’s been another problem. When I’m not on the road, I tend to get bored, and I eat.
The next few weeks will be a challenge. Between this week, then my friend Pete’s wedding next weekend, there will be a lot of good food and booze, and I will just need to keep track of it all, and try not to overdo it. It’s a long summer, and I still have 12.8 lbs to go before I reach my goal. If I can manage to lose 1.2 lbs per week for the next 11 weeks, I will reach my goal of 160 by the first day of Fall / my 35th birthday. Wish me luck.