Well, I was really hoping that today I could hop online and write a really great post about how I joined a new gym a month ago, have worked out a ton and lost a bunch of weight. But, I can't.
I did join a new gym. We canceled our membership at my beloved 24 Hour Fitness because it was just too far away from home. It took probably around 30-40 minutes extra just to drive there and back. Since I'm on puppy duty because Zach works nights, I have to be home to patrol the house and really hate to coop the dogs up for too long after they've been in their rooms all day while I'm at work. So that extra 30-40 minutes is precious time! We joined Snap 24/7 Fitness, which is a really small gym located about 2 minutes down the road from me. I was pretty nervous about the smallness factor, but it hasn't proven to be an issue. They have all my cardio equipment, all the weight machines I use and plenty of room to do my abs and whatnot. It's been good.
I've been working out anywhere from 5-6 times a week now (except for last week, but I had a medical reason for not working out 2 days...perhaps I'll share more about that later). My workouts are more intense and longer now that I have more time to dedicate to them. I'm loving it!! I feel like I have more energy and I am excited to go to the gym again. I even get up at the ass crack of dawn a couple times a week to go in the morning if I have stuff to get done at night. It's been wonderful!!
I'd been putting off getting on the scale since I wanted to give myself plenty of time for everything to kick in. I just stepped off the scale.... and I've gained 4 pounds. FOUR POUNDS!! I actually had to stop myself from picking up the scale and throwing it against the wall. Now I just want to cry. I know four pounds doesn't sound like a whole heck of a lot, but when I wanted to lose 10 to begin with, that extra 4 just really makes me angry. Yes, yes, I know... lots of things could be to blame for the 4 pounds... I am a bit bloated, I had a larger lunch, muscle weighs more than fat...whatever, whatever.
I'm getting to be BEYOND frustrated with this. I guess it all comes down to diet. I feel like a broken record, but I've really been eating a LOT better than I was a year or so ago. All I can think of is genetics, getting older and my metabolism completely dropping off. I swear, I turned 27 and my body has not been the same ever since. I've been fighting this uphill battle for over a year now and I'm about at my wits end. I'll keep up the workouts, try to step them up a little bit even. Then I guess I really need to figure out what I can and cannot eat. (suggestions welcome... please and thank you)
I leave for Chicago in about 2 weeks. If I'm not at least 5 pounds lighter by then I might very well go off the deep end.
I have a feeling my weekly fitness updates are about to make their glorious return. I might even throw in some food stuff to boot.