Vacation is HARD when it comes to weight loss. I know that up front, and I try to resign myself to the fact that I will not make any progress during a trip. Hoping the lessen any weight gain I still stick to an exercise regime and try to be somewhat conscious of my food choices.
This time I was particularly pleased with myself because I even managed to get in a full 13 mile run Saturday morning, including hills (a new experience for a girl who lives in desert flat land). But I can't say I ate sensibly. Not exactly.
Still, I couldn't help the shock when I stepped on the scale back home and found I'd gained nearly 7 pounds!
All that work I've done over the last two months, completely down the tube. But there is an important weight loss lesson here too. I could throw in the towel, beat myself up for "failing," and simply eat my way back up the scale. Or I can pick myself up off the ground, remind myself that I only fail if I give up, and wade back into the fray again.
I choose option #2. It's not over yet!
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