Let's just say that I stepped on the scale and could hear the boos from the crowd.
I'm not going to analyze it or deconstruct the week because, well, I ate too much of good stuff and while I did stay active, I managed to stay exactly the same weight. Yup, four weeks in and I've lost a whopping .2 lb. Yay? No. I know that I need to cut a measly 200-300 calories from my day to lose, but somehow I'm just not finding the place to do it. Add to that that I was at a farm show on Wednesday (meaning nothing but sugar, carbs and fatty meat to eat and drink for an entire day), and well, I'm not surprised.
Let's focus on the positive:
I managed all of my training runs, though one was .17 longer and another .47 short (side stitch, ate too close to running and felt gross). I will get some sort of workout in today, meaning I only took two days off. That's good.
Run: 14.88 miles
Walk: 7.5 miles
(Will do Shred or Cardio or something today.)
I'm trying to focus on the good, but this whole weight maintenance thing? So not encouraging.