I stepped on the scale this morning and saw the number 234, and I’m ecstatic about it. For those of you who haven’t been paying attention, I weighed in two weeks ago at 235. So why am I so happy about a one pound weight loss in two weeks?
Well, last week I was looking at a weight gain, and a complete lack of focus. I missed my exercises on Saturday due to time and lack of sleep, Sunday I didn’t feel well, Monday my shoulder was killing me… want excuses? I’ve got them. But when it comes down to it, it’s a slippery slope. The first missed workout makes the second one easier to miss. The second one makes it easier to skip the third, and eventually it’s a huge hurdle to just get started again.
So I had a week. I didn’t work out, I didn’t make any particular effort to watch my diet. On one hand, it wasn’t good for me, and on the other hand, I think I really needed it. I did start my workouts again last night, and I’ll be doing today’s workout shortly after pressing publish on this post (once my movie’s over, of course). I think I still need to hammer out for myself exactly what I’m doing and why I’m doing it, but I’m moving forward now.

So to sum up:

Beginning weight: 239
Current weight: 234
Total weight lost: -5

I’m also due to update my measurements, but I haven’t done that yet.