So, I was embarrassed to tell you but yesterday morning I weighed myself for the first time in… well a while, since halfway through this ‘random-cheat’ month.
Well… as of yesterday morning, NO MORE. Why? Because my scale scared the crap out of me… that’s why.
Here are some facts before I share with you my disappointing weigh in:
My Heaviest: 264.8lbs (Woah Nelly!)
Dukan Goal Weight: 155lbs (Achieved Feb 6th 2012)
Lowest Weight: 152lbs
Current Goal Weight: 120-130lbs
Yesterday Morning Weigh In: 166.4lbs
I gained over 10lbs in about 2 weeks.
OH MAH GAWSH!
So… that was the kick in the pants I needed. I haven’t seen my weight up that high since… January maybe? Absolutely unacceptable.
So yesterday I followed my coach’s meal plan. Did my workout and had a lot of fun doing it, actually.
Todays Weigh In: 162.9lbs
Ok then… a huge 3.5 pound drop, just by not cheating? I’ll take it. Back on track, once again.
Well, I am also here to teach you guys a lesson today… even if you think you workout in a good neighbourhood… don’t think you workout in a good neighbourhood.
I never locked my gym locker. Ever. I figured, I know everybody at my gym anyways. I brought my keys, wallet, cash, just anything to the gym, never locked it. Sometimes I left my iPhone there as well. Just in my locker. I trusted people.
Yesterday is the first time EVER in my months of hitting the gym that I didn’t bring my special bag with all my stuff in it to the gym. All I brought was my protein powder, my book and my deodorant.
Now this book was the one I was telling you about yesterday, the AMAZING book where I wrote down all my short and long term goals, my measurements, my diet, my personal information including address, e-mail address, website, phone number, etc. Oh and my full name.
It had my meals for the next week planned out onto it, it had my weight, etc.
You see where this is going don’t you.
Well this was the first time (since I started working out at the Y oh… about 3-4 months ago?) that I didn’t bring my debit, Y membership card, and drivers licence to the gym. Just a Wal-Mart bag full of nothing valuable… well except for this 10$ book I had splurged on, that I had spend hours and hours working on and was SO EXCITED to be tracking things and tracking things seriously and consistently in…
Well, someone stole it.
I haven’t cried that hard in a LONG LONG time. After searching through every locker in the men’s, women’s, AND children’s change room, as well as every single garbage bin in the YMCA with 2 employees… I can safely say someone stole it.
I should be thankful, sure, they took my stuff and taught me a tough lesson when I actually had nothing of monetary value in my bag… but still… I worked so damn hard on that book! I cried so so much yesterday.
Prawn came to pick me up, he wasn’t even done his workout at the other gym in town, he came to get me and drove me home and I couldn’t stop just sobbing, so upset.
I just kept thinking… this is the wall. This is the wall I hit that gets me to quit bodybuilding.
That’s the kind of person I am. I hit a wall and it’s over. It’s always been that way for me. I will be doing so well but then any adversity and I’m finished. I give up.
Well I thought to myself, and said out loud to Prawn… It’s over. I’m done. Now I can’t track my food for my coach, I just want to cheat, get it over with. I never want to go back to the gym.
Oh also, what if the person is crazy and stalks me now?
But that was only a side-thought.
Well Prawn turned right around (once we got home of course) and drove me to Wal-Mart to get another one of the books. Of course we got there, parked, and realised neither of us had brought our money.
So we drove home and I started crying again. I kept saying it wasn’t meant to be, this is God showing me not to bother, it’s over, my dream is over.
So Prawn told me not to move, ran in, came out with his money and drove us ALL THE WAY BACK to Wal-Mart. We bought a book and some colourful pens to make it more fun to have to restart writing in the book… all that information and time I spent.
Also bought some deodorant since that jerk who stole my stuff couldn’t even leave me my only stick.
Then went home. It was so hard for me to open it and start over from memory, but I did it. I’m still not finished and it doesn’t look like it did before, but I’m doing it. I’m back on it, tracking, weighing my food, doing well.
Lesson learned, we also bought a lock for my locker at the gym.
Anyways, will let you know how my weigh in goes tomorrow. I’ve been spending so much time in the kitchen! My meals are crazy right now with the diet, I still feel totally bad-ass weighing my food though. I feel like a professional!
& No, I have not given up. I guess everything was going so right in my life for a bit there, I just had to get thrown a curveball… and I stuck with my goals, my dreams!
Tonight after work I’m doing legs and shoulders, then home for more meal prepping. I’ll also write up some nice posts about my new program for you guys and show you a never before seen view of my fridge! Oooh, aaaaaah! ;)