The Goal – Week One

I am always fantastic at week one.  So motivated.  So vigorous.

But I knew when I make a public declaration of a humongous goal, obstacles were going to appear fast and furious.

And, surprise, surprise.  They did.

Let’s see.

My knee started hurting (hasn’t bothered me in years).

My hips decided spinning was too hard and rebelled.

We had a snow event with stupid cold temperatures that trapped me in the house and cancelled my gym classes.

Recipe for failure, right?

Did you forget that none of these things move me?

So week one was good…not great.  Food was ok but not nearly as clean as I wanted.  I had one piece of chocolate every night. I’m not following a diet or anything that would actually ‘allow’ one piece of chocolate per night.  But there was a big bowl of leftover Christmas candy on my stove and I ate a piece daily.  I consider this victory because normally I would just eat the whole bowl.  I’m not proud of this.  But I think I have passed the point where lying makes any sense.

I will say that snow days are definitely a trigger for me.  I had no idea.  Something about being trapped in the house with my husband and children just makes me want to eat Captain Crunch.  Luckily I didn’t have any so that worked out awesome. I also think just never having Captain Crunch in my house ever again just makes sense for the rest of my life.

Also, the scale did move in the right direction.  I don’t want to minimize success but the scale is a fickle friend.  It’s just a marker on a very long path.  If your goal is to lose 100 pounds, then you are going to need to step on a scale every now and again.  So I will.  But the scale is not in control of this journey.