Like the subject of this post indicates, everything has been pretty quiet this week. Which means that I don't have nearly as much to report.
I'm getting used to the smaller portions, and I don't feel nearly as hungry as I did before. I'm amazed at how little time it took for me to adjust to healthy portions, and you can bet I'm happy about the end of the stomach-growling phase. I used to easily chug two Diet Cokes with my meals, and now I'm finished eating before I drink half of one! I feel bad about wasting half of a syrup-filled, carbonated drink that I paid for, but that's half of a syrup-filled, carbonated beverage that is not coursing through my veins. All of these small hints have indicated to me that this challenge is definitely about a lifestyle change; it's a marathon, not a sprint.
I can leave the gym now without feeling like my leg muscles would rip and coil up. I tell ya - that feeling of inescapable pain has been the hardest thing about this challenge. Every time I would go back, I would leave hurting worse than when I walked in the door. I missed a workout on Monday (I thought it was on Tuesday - oops!) and Ashley came down with the flu on Wednesday, so I've put it on myself to get to the gym this week. I worked out Tuesday night pretty hard and did the same on Wednesday. AND I DIDN'T HURT! Maybe it's time to up the weights and increase the incline on the treadmill, but I don't want to speak too soon!
I'm off the Aleve, and Epsom salt baths are no longer a necessary part of my evening routine. I can watch TV with only a little twinge of yearning for a Big Mac. I sleep better. My afternoon tiredness has gone away. The weight has kind of hit a plateau at the moment, but I feel that my clothes are fitting better than they did last week. I win!
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