skinnyminny

Or not.  Vacation was fabulous, but I came back sporting a (not so fabulous) 2.5 pound gain.  I’m hoping that by the time I hit the scales on Thursday, I’ll be back to where I was last week.  I didn’t work out on vacation, but neither did I go totally crazy with eating.  I just kind of ate until I was full at each meal, but didn’t really restrict. Two of the days, I had delicious and healthy lunches (sushi, thai food) and even my brunch started with a half a grapefruit, so I only ended up eating about 2/3 of my meal… it was definitely a lot different than how I normally eat when I go to New York (i.e. to the point that I feel sick).

We also did a lot of running around.  My friends are big proponents of the subway, so we walked nearly everywhere that we went, which was great.  On Saturday, we went to see a college friend who lives up in Harlem, and walked from Fredrick Douglass Boulevard up a HUGE flight of stairs to get to Broadway.  I was a total sopping mess by the time that we got to my friend’s apartment.  Another bonus of losing weight: perhaps I won’t be such a sweatball!!

I also did a LOT of drinking.  The one night, it was fun, but the other nights, I wasn’t that into it.  When you know/pay attention (I guess i always knew) how many calories are in things, it kind of takes the fun out of ingesting them.

I decided when I got home that I wanted to run a marathon in the next year.  It’s slightly crazy, since I don’t think I like to run.  But I WANT to like to run.  Plus, I feel like now that I’m back to eating better and working out, it won’t be as much as a struggle.  I am pretty sure that I am going to LOVE the results too…

So, I had some MAJOR motivation issues today.  Here it is, nearly 12, and I haven’t even started any of the work that I have due tomorrow.  Plus, I’m hungry, and I know I’ll be up late, so that doesn’t really help.  I just don’t feel like doing much of anything.  I’m a little obsessive over the weight-loss thing, and now I’ve been reading marathon web pages all day.  I just feel like I am kind of a boring person, and I need a hobby or something.  If it’s not the marathon, then maybe I could train to be a fitness instructor.  Whatever will help me lose weight, that’s what I want to do.

Okay, I’m going to get to work now so that I can’t use being tired as an excuse not to go to the gym tomorrow.  See what I did there?  That’s me being accountable to myself.  REMARKABLE.