Birthday Week = Vacation from Diet

OK. So I fell off the wagon last week, but I actually feel renewed. Let me explain.

So after yet another week of being 141 with no change, I kind lost my cool. Got upset during a workout with Hot BF and just quit. Told him I needed a break. I needed a break from the gym. Needed a break from the diet.

Last week I ate at my favorite Indian restaurant, and then went and got a milkshake afterward. I enjoyed two plates of pasta on another night. Got totally plowed at my birthday party and ate a chili dog and cheese fries afterward. I had Chipotle...

And yes, I am back up to 143 as of this morning. However, I feel like I got my fill of bad food and now I can refocus again. I ran 5 miles like it was 1 today and it felt awesome. For the next two weeks I'm changing up my gym schedule as well. I usually work out 5-6 days a week. Three cardio and two or three on strength training and toning. The next two weeks it'll be 5-6 days a week too, however, for two or three of those days it will be twice a day. On my twice a day days I'll run a shorter distance in the morning (i.e. 2 or 3 miles) and strength train later in the day. I read an article that it boosts your metabolism like crazy and the "weight melts off."

I'll keep you updated!!!

And just to keep us all going... a little thinspo with Evageline Lilly (Kate from LOST). She has the ultimate body.

St. Paddy's Peer Pressure

Yesterday was a pretty exciting day for me on the scale. I saw 144! I've been trying to get past the 145 mark forever but it always felt so out reach. So, obviously I was elated.

Well, I'm guessing that was short-lived and haven't weighed myself today because of all the St. Paddy's Day celebrating I did last night. It started off good, we went to a really nice restaurant, which was full of temptations such as Belgian frites and mussels with homemade cheese sauce. But I didn't succumb, and I got a blueberry salad. (Totally sucked by the way).

I was feeling pretty proud of myself, until I started drinking. I have no idea how many beers I had last night, but I do know I was still drunk when I went to work at 5:50 this morning. I also vaguely remember sharing a fried fish sandwich with Hot BF on the way home. Don't even want to think about the amount of carbs and fat content of that awesome greasy piece of heaven on bread.

I didn't workout today, too damn tired from work and knowing that I have to be out again tonight. So that probably made things 10x worse. I haven't snacked, and only ate two small meals, but that's definitely not enough to make up for it.

I'm running 7 miles tomorrow, so hopefully that will help.