I have no idea what to say.
I accidentally touched the scale while it was "waking up" - stupid digital scales. I realized it when I "lost" 24 pounds. Wouldn't that be a dream. So I hopped off and tried again. Now I was up 3 pounds. Hrm...that doesn't seem right. Need to let it rest.
15 minutes later I check again.
Looks like I'm down .6
A small victory that I'll gladly take. Next week it's on though! :D
Non-Scale Victory time!
I did an at home workout last night. One that was devised by my trainer. Not only did I burn some major calories but I also noticed some big changes on the treadmill. I haven't been on my treadmill in quite sometime. Mainly because it's a little rough on the plantar fasciitis.
Anyway, I started the treadmill at a nice 2.0 mph. Just to warm up. I soon realized my heart rate wasn't going up much at all.
2.5...that was a little better, but still not where I should be.
3.0 - yup! That hit the spot. My heart rate went up, but not too much. Was at a perfect spot for some great calorie burn. And did I giggle and shout a "yes!" in my head (didn't want to scare the children). I've used the treadmill on and off over the last few years. The last time I used it with some sort of consistency, the fastest I could walk on it was about 2.5, sometimes 2.7. When I would hit the 3.0 mark I would huff and puff and be in all sorts of pain. Not today! I lasted 5 minutes. I would have continued at that pace but I needed to get on with my other intervals.
And one more to add to the pot. I did a plank last week while at the gym. Never thought that would happen. Anyway, my time last week was 15 seconds. Last night? 20 seconds. I probably could have held a few seconds longer but my elbows were killing me from the mat. (I know, excuses, excuses).
These are the moments I really need to remember for those days when I am feeling less than stellar about my progress.