I
took another step backwards. I weighed
in at 121 pounds this morning. That’s up
almost a pound from last week. For the
first time in two months, my five week average also bumped up a little. I’ve definitely hit a plateau.
It’s
not really a surprise. I’ve been much
more complacent about my eating habits, so I could see the handwriting on the
wall. To make progress, I need to lose
weight while I’m home and limit the damage while I’m on the road. This past week, I didn’t really do either one.
Last
week, I had a few days where I was restrained for most of the day, but ate too
many snacks in the evening. I usually
run in the late afternoon. Sometimes,
I’ll eat a light dinner, but an hour or two later, I’m hungry again. Because I’ve been gradually ramping up my
training, I’m trying to strike a balance between losing weight and eating
enough to fuel my training. Lately, I’ve
been a little too willing to keep fueling.
Sometimes my evening snacks add up to as many calories as my
dinner. It’s like eating two dinners.
Over
the weekend, I ran both a marathon and a 50K.
I was probably doing OK until after the second race. I had a huge dinner that night. I went to an Italian restaurant where I order
a pizza and a cup of soup. The cup of
soup turned out to be more like a bowl.
The dinner also came with a small loaf of bread. The bread came first, and it was served with
“Italian butter.” (That’s a saucer of
olive oil with herbs.) While I was
waiting for the pizza, I polished off a small loaf of bread.
The
next day was where the real damage was done.
I was originally scheduled to get home in the late afternoon, but I
switched to an earlier flight.
Minneapolis was having its first winter storm of the season, and I had a
better chance of getting home if I left early.
A consequence of getting home earlier is that I kept thinking it was
later than it really was. (The
difference in time zones didn’t help.) I
ate lunch before my flight and got home feeling like it was dinner time, even
though it was still only 1:30. For the
rest of the day, I was snacking. I
didn’t keep track of what I ate that day, but I wouldn’t be surprised if it was
twice as much as I usually eat. It was
also a rest day, so I wasn’t burning many calories.
I
have to get better about my snacking. I
also have to take a long-term view.
We’re going on a vacation this weekend, so I probably won’t lose any
weight until the following week. Then I
have to get serious again.
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