In this case...it's a mixture of both.
Obviously the first thing I did this morning when I got to work was weigh myself. Yes, I keep my scale at work so I don't obsess over it at home...even though I just always obsess over it at work so that doesn't really make sense...anyways...I weighed myself and I am ashamed of the outcome. I have gained some weight. UGH. Nooooooooooo!!! 100% my fault. At least I can own up to it right?
Here is why I am to blame:
1. Not enough exercise: Before my injury I was outside running or hitting the gym at least 5 days a week. Running over a mile and doing at least an hour of cardio plus weight training. I was also doing zumba up to 3 times a week...I miss that a lot. Now i maybe go for a long walk (4miles+) 1-2 times a week and lift little 5lb weights at home whenever I remember (which isn't often enough). This trend has been going on probably the last 2-3 weeks. Booooo
2. Drinking: I am kind of embarrassed that this is even an option to blame. I am a 27 year old
3. Excuses: I have a lot of them apparently. Before I still always had excuses but I didn't always use them! I was tired...still went to the gym on a Saturday morning. I didn't have time...I MADE time. I didn't feel good...too bad I still went. Now my leg hurts and I call it a day and don't do shit. It's so annoying and I am so over this injury. It really does hurt like crazy and when I do exercise I pay for it constantly 2-3 days after. All day yesterday I was hurting but I didn't pop any pills because let's face it...not trying to have my own intervention episode (Motto to live by: If it's on intervention...don't do it). So I went to bed last night and woke up at 1:20 am, 2 am and 2:30 am in.so.much.pain. I could not sleep and I was like in tears. I have no idea why sometimes it hurts so much and sometimes it doesn't...but last night...omggggg. So I got up and popped pills and 15 mins later I was sleeping. So for now...that is my excuse for lack in exercise. Ugh...fml.
4. Food Intake: Let me start by saying this is still mostly on point but not 100%. There is NO bad food in my house and I have always kept it that way. I incorporate at least 4-5 clean meals a week, mostly dinners on the weekdays. I do eat dirty little smart ones almost everyday at work but I kinda like them even though they aren't "clean" and "healthy." That does not mean that I have not been cheating tho...damn. Before I would avoid situations where I would make food pld's. I just stayed up in NJ and didn't hang out with my friends as much. No drinking = no 2am pizza. You follow? Now since I am out and about almost every weekend...well 2am pizza sometimes happens and it totally shouldn't. Also, my frenemy eats like shiiiiiiiiiiit everyday at work and at least once a week she persuades me to join her. PLD. Go away, i'm fat so clearly I have proven to the world I have no will power.
So those are my 4 reasons for this damn weight gain. It's so frustrating because clearly I know what caused it and what I can do to change it. Seems like every post is like this one...I fuck up and then talk about what I am going to do to fix it...but then it doesn't get fixed. huh? so dumb.
I have my nerve specialist appointment tomorrow am and I am so excited to get this over with. I WANT ANSWERS! I want to know what the hell is wrong with me and I want to know how I can fix it. I am so over this. I know that if this injury didn't happen that I would be in a much better (and smaller) place than I am right now.
So keep your fingers crossed for me tomorrow!
(because I know you are sick of these whiny depressing negative posts just as much as I am)