This week was a roller coaster for me.
I started out depressed about not seeing progress on the scale. Then I started a 60 hour workweek which was completed in 4 days. At work on Monday, one of my co-workers, a 70 year old health guru, mentioned that he thought I was losing weight. On the same day, I tightened another notch on my belt.
I didn’t get as many workouts this week as I would have liked. Even though I woke up one morning at 4:00 am to make sure I got my 1.5 mile run in. I ate lots of summer sausage, cheese, celery, and homemade peanut butter.
Later in the week, the scale did move downwards, two pounds. And then yesterday, I got my scale and found out that I’ve dropped 20 pounds of fat.
I did work out both Saturday and Sunday. I missed my workouts through the week, though. Just jogging a few miles was tough today. Glad I got back on the bandwagon now and not next week.
This has been a mentally and physically exhausting week. I can’t say that I’m ready to go back to work tomorrow, but I am looking forward to only working 40 hours. This should free up another 20 hours for rest and working out.
I’m super tired from my work-out today, and I’m heading to bed early, at 6:20 pm. It’s been a long week and I have work at 6:00 am.