I really don’t want to post this. I mean really, really don’t want to post this.
Even though I’m feeling confused and I don’t know what’s going on with my body, I still feel almost… ashamed that my fitness friends are going to read this. Like I’m going to get kicked out of the fitness club or something.
I know that’s utter BS, but still.
Okay, deep breaths.
SW: 256
LW: 254
CW: 260
Ugh. I feel like crying just typing out that number. I told myself that I’d never get to 256 again and look where I am now. I don’t understand. I didn’t have an ice cream cake night. I didn’t have an all-night bender. I don’t eat potato chips or snack mixes anymore. I don’t drink soda but for the occasional sprite. Even being sick this weekend didn’t down the pounds.
What happened?
One possibility is phantom TOM. I’ve been having the yucky stomach, tender/big boobs and headaches that come with TOM. Taking it for granted that I’m on a 28 day’er (which I have no way of knowing for sure), and calculating from August ’08 – the last real TOM I had – Jan. 19th should have been the start of my TOM. So, it could be leftovers from whatever hormones are streaming around trying to get my body back into proper working order.
I’m holding onto that for now and hoping that, though annoying and depressing, this is actually a sign of good things from my improved eating and exercise regime. Honestly, though, I have to hold on to that because I might just give up if I don’t have a reason for this gain.
I’m being utterly careful for the next week. I’m weighing myself every day, drinking more than minimum water every day. Nothing even close to naughty.
I’ll fix this. I’ll figure it out.
I hope you all are doing wonderfully. Truly.
