On top of that, my youngest, aka Diva Princess, came home sick from school on Friday and no matter what you do that brings every other "priority" to a screeching HALT! Snuggling on the couch with an 8-year old is just what the doctor ordered.
In reflecting back on this week, I have loved my workouts. I altered my plan slightly, but still felt good about the week as a whole.
Monday - ran 4 miles, swam 800 yards and played volleyball for 3 hours
Tuesday - I was so achey from yesterday and my slacker of a week last week that I took the day off. Probably not a good decision since I was so tense setting up the nets at the school for our travel volleyball game.
Wednesday - only 2.08 miles on the treadmill. Not a lot of time in the morning since I had to be at work by 9....but that will change soon!
Thursday - 4.2 miles on treadmill
Friday - The Biggest Loser Last Chance Workout.....ahhhhh, feel those muscles ache
Saturday - 6 miles on the treadmill in 62:09 minues....ahhh, yah, goal accomplished for the week
Grand total of: 16.29 miles
I woke up this morning with the temptation to get on the scale, but thought that was not a wise choice. I figured if I stepped on the scale now I'd be happy with my weight loss and then I wouldn't monitor my eating tonight at the Super Bowl party I'm hoping to attend (if Princess is feeling better). Why does the scale have such a psychological impact on me? I should see the good results from all of my hard work and feel justified in saying "NO" to all of those tempting treats, but I don't. I let all of my hard work go out the door with one extra handful of chips or a slushy margarita. So, I chose to stay off the scale, living in ignorant bliss hoping my self monitoring will stay in place.
Have a good week everyone! I hope your week was successful.
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