Getting even closer to my skinny jeans. This week I dropped 1.2 pounds and 1.5 inches which makes for an overall shedding of 17 pounds and 14 inches in 3 months. Whoa!
This week marks the official end of summer, and I have to say that despite all the life changes that I have been through in these last 3 months, I am very proud of the fact that I have stayed committed to dropping weight and inches, and I owe you, my lovely readers, a great deal of gratitude for helping me along the way. This is gonna sound cliche but I really could not have done it without you all especially in the last couple weeks since Matt and I broke up.
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Last week, almost every food revolted me and I could hardly eat a thing. This week my appetite came back and I have been craving the weirdest things. Since the break-up, I have been craving chicken salad sandwich on Ciabatta bread. Almost every day, I have been eating some form of chicken salad sandwich (CSS) and I have no idea why as I have no emotional ties to CSS. I don't even eat sandwich's of any kind that often. CSS does not remind me of anything Matt and I ever did together, and I can't even think remotely of any reason why my body is craving this food even for comfort.
I've also been craving Rocky Road ice cream. This craving makes some sense to me because Matt and I used to eat a lot of ice cream. However, when I started this weight loss journey, I cut out the ice cream which was really hard but it saved me loads of calories, sugar, and fat. But now, I need the Rocky Road for comfort food. The positive part is that I'm not eating pints full of the stuff. I have a small bowl about the size of a rice bowl and that usually fulfills the comfort need. There were a couple nights though where I ate 1/4 of a pint. But hey, when you are going through a break-up, you're supposed to indulge in something that makes you feel sweet and gooey.
As far as cooking, since this week I spent moving and unpacking, I have been eating out every day. Not time to cook or even if I wanted to, still haven't un-packed the pans and cooking utensils. Needless to say that I also have slacked off on eating the veggies. I had some Edamame the other day, and some peas and carrots in fried rice but, yeah, I know, that doesn't really count.
The idea of going to the gym crossed my mind once during the week, but I've been so tired and drained that I didn't go. I'm going to have to find a new gym now because the one I was going to was near Matt's place which is 10 miles away which is doable but I know that there are gyms within 1-3 miles of me. The less I have to drive to the gym, the more likely I am to keep going. My exercise this week was 2 days of moving and 3 days of unpacking. I'm still not done un-packing. I can't believe how much stuff I have. Most of it is moving on to Goodwill or being thrown away.
I'm still on the roller coaster from emotional hell. Actually, it's not as bad as hell but it's in the vicinity. I have some days where I sit and obsess on why this break-up happened. I know, I know, everyone says that you shouldn't do that, but I can't help it. I'm an analyzer, and a big part of me needs answers. I don't do well in grey areas. I need black or white or I go nutzoid. Now, as I've gotten older, I realize that sometimes grey is good and necessary and I've learned to curb some of my obsessive compulsions around needing black or white answers. But still, it's a challenge.
I'm low on money but I decided to buy something nice for my new place and so I got some new bath towels. They have a brown and light blue theme to match my bathroom decor. I figured I could wrap myself around in some luxury after a refreshing shower. The towels aren't uber expensive but they are a step up from Target. The new towels do a great job of making me feel pretty.
