Well, maybe I jumped. I am not one to turn down a glass of
wine or good food and after 3 weeks, I had lost a bit of my soul being so
militant. Zvi is moving to Seattle next week for a program and I needed
to celebrate and feed my soul. So as it goes, I indulged a bit at a
wonderful dinner party with great food & friends.
The truth is, I had hit a bit of a wall
this past week and only lost half a pound after so much hard work. I was
exhausted, under-nourished, and picking unnecessary arguments as you do when
you're "hangry". I could feel every bulging new muscle tense up. In
general, I felt "hard". So I jumped off the wagon into a glass
of Pinot Noir. I feel much more relaxed.
Taking two days off from the gym was also
a good decision. At Zvi's going away party last night I danced my tail
feathers off. I got back into the gym today and I felt better
than I had in the last week.
I had a conversation with a friend this
week who was asking about my challenge and what sort of regimen I was on.
I told her about the Weight Watchers and personal training, which we both
agreed are not too much. But when I told her how bad I had felt that
week, she told me that she thought I was being too hard on myself. Her
suggestion is to finish this challenge with love and compassion for myself.
I could not agree more.
My lesson is this - I started this challenge out of respect
for my body, to give it health and strength back again. I plan to
continue this challenge respecting my body. If I am tired, I will rest.
If I am hungry, I will eat. If I have energy, I will exercise.
I will listen to my heart as it was my heart that got me here. And with
love I will finish this challenge strong.
Week 4: 189.4 lbs.
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