I know this post is a long time coming. I usually write this up on Sunday but as I mentioned before, I was busy working at my temp job and just couldn’t find the time. I even weighted myself a day earlier in hopes of getting this up but it didn’t pan out; hence the reason it’s up now. So back to the point of this post.
I was expecting to be more physically active and hoping for sunnier pastures and this past week did not disappoint. My 6-day gig at The Highline (I’ll be back there for this coming 3-day weekend). involved me standing and walking in the sun roasting away and keeping track of the traffic flow in the new section of the park that opened up. At the end of the day I would reward myself with some Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream and Chips Ahoy cookies. I was well under my calorie count and didn’t think it would be a problem.
Saturday came, and I thought I the results would be good. I mean I have been more active than I have been in some time. I feel lighter than I have in years. Got the old spring in my step. The end result: 227.5 lbs. I only dropped a 1/2 lb!
Ah well, what can you do? A loss is a loss. Some might say, eating all that ice cream and cookies came back to bite me in the ass. I’d like think that the reason I lost so little is that I developed more muscle mass and as well all know muscle is heavier than fat (my body fat ratio read 32%. Does it make me a hypocrite for using that iffy stat to support my claim?).
Regardless, I’m not going to let these meager results get me down. I’m motivated to keep going. But I have to tell you, ice cream is a hard temptation to resist.