Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Facing the Music

As I set off on my vacation, three weeks ago, I felt a little trepidation. Was I going to gain weight, would I manage to keep my weight steady, was there a chance I could actually lose some weight? I got home yesterday afternoon, vaguely wondering when I would step on the scale and get the answer. I decided to take the bull by the horns and do the dastardly deed this morning.

Drum roll......

I gained about 4 pounds.

I am not happy, but I'm not throwing up my hands in disgust. In fact, I feel even more determined to stay on the road I began travelling at the beginning of this year.

So what happened?

First, I'm not terribly disappointed in the way I ate. I still think the attitude shift is slowly taking root. There's a lot less stuffing going on and the "you've had enough" signal is getting louder.

I do think that there was a bit of boredom snacking going on and certainly in that department, I have to be very conscious of how much is finding its way from the trail mix container to the mouth. I don't regret eating trail mix. I do think it would have been wiser to take the handful, put it in a bowl and before eating it, put away the container. A simple lesson learnt.

Then there was exercise--or just plain moving around. This was something I was concerned about before the trip and it did come to pass. My "thing" is walking and it's just a hard thing to do in my cottage country. As I explained before, the roads are narrow and twisty and although traffic is light, I personally felt walking was dangerous. So there was a LOT less walking than I would normally do. Just as an aside: during the two days we spent in Montreal, I walked respectively over 20,ooo and over 18,000 steps--probably a record for me.

I go on a lot about the beauty of the lake and it's all true, but the water was damn cold. I probably missed out on at least three swimming days--days when the weather was good, but I just was too damn lazy to make the effort to jump in the water. Another aside: yesterday morning at 8:15 a.m., while my family was still asleep in our room at the Holiday Inn, I did 20 circuits in the small hotel pool. The water temperature was lovely.

And speaking of things watery, I didn't drink half the water that I consume at home. Why? I don't know. I was just out of my normal environment for a bit too long. This morning, I've already had two large glasses and I haven't even had my coffee or breakfast yet.

So the bottom line is: that's life. I'm glad I weighed myself, despite the results. I'm picking myself up, dusting myself off and getting back on the horse.


  1. Pfffft 4 lbs is a couple of good weeks.

    Being home lets us get into the routine that we crave and makes those good habits we're longing to create take hold a little more firmly.

    You've got this...

  2. You can lose that really quickly. I think that weight gained in those types of situations is often not "real" weight gain. At least that has been my experience, for what it's worth!

    Just get right back to doing what you know works.

  3. That's really not bad at all, you know? You could easily lose that 4 pounds in one week if you stay on plan 100%. I would guess 2 or 3 pounds of it is water weight!
    Glad you're back!

  4. This is absolutely nothing to worry I'm glad you're not beating yourself up. For what it's worth, I'd probably gain 10 on vacation! I think you did just fine...and what really counts are the attidude shift and the mental changes. The weight loss will follow. I can tell you're in a great place mentally. So glad you're back so I can read your posts regularly again! :)