Suicide Weight (noun)
Definition: The weight at which suicide is considered because you are too fat to live.
Friends, I am 1.8lbs away from my suicide weight.
Honestly, I don't know how this happened.
Wait, yes I do. It's because of the newly opened Crumbs bakeshop down the block from my work building. It's because of the box of saltines I bought during an irrational moment where I thought that I would have enough self control not to eat an entire sleeve in one sitting. It's because of the emergence of spring and the subsequent insatiable cravings for ice cream now that the weather is warm.
Either way, it happened. And now I have to reverse it. And we all know how much easier it is to gain weight than to lose it.
In an attempt to shed some unwanted pounds, I have committed to working out almost every day.
Sunday I talked myself out of a morning spin class, but then convinced myself that I needed to get a workout in, so took myself kayaking on the Charles River for 2.5 hours. It was a gorgeous day.
I am committed to going kayaking as much as possible this summer. I really love doing it, it's a great workout, and I paid for a season pass a month ago, so everytime I go it's basically free. How's that for motivation?
But I have to be realistic here. I have never had a problem with working out. Even in weeks where I feel like doing nothing and being a complete slug, I still manage to get in at least three solid workouts. And on weeks I'm motivated? At least five or six workouts.
It's not the working out that's the problem. It's the food.
I have a fabulous weekend planned with some of my favorite ladies (Amy, Kacy, Kelly, and Jess) and I know that food is going to be a major problem. Especially since my suggestions for weekend snacks included Salt N Vinegar Pringles and frozen pizza. But I am hoping to get a workout or two in to at least counteract all the junk and booze I plan on slamming down my throat.
This Sunday marks the start of my "everything in moderation" mission. Depriving myself of what I want never works. I always end up binging after a couple of days, and it's never pretty. So starting on Sunday, I am going to have small portions of the good stuff and large portions of the stuff I should be eating more of. And I'm going to try to stop thinking about food all the time. If that's even possible.
So here's to ANOTHER weight loss journey! And I promise never to use the words "weight loss journey" again on this blog. Because they make me want to throw up my breakfast cupcakes.