I’ve been ridiculously busy the last few days. Between work, school, and working on this short documentary, I’ve been running around like a crazy person.
As a result, my gym-attendance has been sporadic and my eating habits have been decent, but not perfect. I was smart to cook ahead at the start of the week, so I’ve been relatively healthy for my lunches and dinners, but I still find myself raiding the candy drawer during the more stressful moments in the office.
And there have been a lot of them this week.
Miraculously, though, the scale has progressively gone down the last few days. The weight I had gained [that nearly sent me into a tailspin of depression] a couple of weeks ago appears to be sliding off as quickly as it snuck up on me. I’m both relieved and perplexed.
How, exactly, does that happen?
They always say a watched pot never boils. Does the same apply to weight loss? The more I watch the scale, the less it moves?
Could my utter distraction and inconsistency really be the key to gaining control over the teetering number that is my weight?
That’s definitely something to ponder.
I’m going to apologize now for cutting this post short, but I’ve just yawned four times in a row and I’m pretty sure I’ve unhinged my jaw. I promise, my lack of sleep will pay off very soon, as I am pretty confident that I’ve finished the editing of my documentary this evening and should be posting it on the the blog tomorrow.
I will leave you with this note – sometimes, good things happen because you work hard for them. You bust your butt, you take the necessary steps, and you make the required sacrifices. But, sometimes, it’s just plain luck. I’m attributing this week’s weight loss to the latter.
Bon appetit, my friends!