Down 1.5 pounds this week. Not as big a number as I wanted but I felt that my milk supply was starting to diminish and I was tired of getting up two times a night with Annie so I upped my caloric intake and it made a huge difference. Annie is sleeping through the night again and has been more content this week.
My team members are struggling. Most of them are not losing weight or showing up for the team workouts. Last night it was just me with three trainers. I have decided that no matter what my team members do, I will keep going for my own benefit. Weight loss is a personal journey and being preachy to my team members or allowing them to hold me back will not help anyone.
I am discovering exercises that I like to do. And when I'm not too sore from the previous workout I look forward to hitting the gym each day. Jeremy is still my biggest supporter and cheerleader. I think he misses having more treats in the house. He'll get over it.
At the beginning of this week I was feeling good. After two nights in a row of getting up with Annie and pushing really hard in the gym, I hit a wall of fatigue and frustration. Slightly increasing my calories and staying really on top of my water consumption helped so much. And I gave myself an extra day off from working out to rest my body. All things in moderation. A loss is a loss - or should I say, any loss is still a victory? Hooray for me!
2 comments:
I was wondering about the calories/nursing thing myself. Your wisdom there sounds good.
celebrate all of your victories! This is not a race this is a life style change so it will take a lifetime of patience to perfect. You are doing great!
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