Friday figures

I woke up overly excited to step on the scale. Embarrassing side note: I even dreamed about it. In my dream I weighed 162.4. Which would be nice but not really possible this morning. Since last week I weigh 169.7 I was really hoping to not see the 70s. I stepped on the scale and bam!

167.4! That felt good! I don't know why I was so nervous. I ate good on Friday and most of Saturday. Saturday night we went to a party and I overdid it and stayed off track on Sunday and Monday. I got my act together Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. It paid off and I am feeling great! I am back in the game!

My goal for this week is to stay on track AND not touch the scale until next Friday.

Update: As I was getting dressed this morning I came across a dilemma, I had clean laundry for hubby and little lady, but my laundry was far overdue. The jeans that I have been wearing were a bit sticky from Halloween night and I was meeting with the MOMS club. I try to look nice if I have somewhere to be, although if I had to wear sticky pants a MOMS club meeting would be the place. They would understand. I decided that since I am at my new low weight I should try on my jean pile and see where I am at. I had three pairs that I thought would fit me soon. One was a thrifted size 12 Calvin Klein jeans, they buttoned today but were really tight (large muffin top tight) and short. Another was a pair of thrifted jeans- 11/12 Aeropostale and they fit a little better. They were a bit tight, but I actually set them aside to be washed and put in the wearable area. That was exciting for me!

The big event though was "the jeans." I believe I have mentioned the jeans that I have been dying to wear. I bought them the weekend of my bachelorette party and remember being so excited for them. This was the first pair of jeans that I bought with friends at a cute/hip store at the mall. I was ecstatic when I bought them and felt great. I wore them for awhile until they just didn't fit. I have held onto them in hopes that one day I would fit into them again. I remember at the beginning of this weight loss journey I went through my closet and tried on clothes that fit me at my smallest. I was so depressed seeing tiny shirts that couldn't hold my large arms and cute jeans that would not fit. I remember this specific pair of jeans seemed so small. I couldn't even fit my leg into them. I had tried them on a few weeks ago and got them buttoned but they were not public ready. In today's desperation, I tried them on. They fit!

Little lady just can't resist a picture! The jeans! Not to big of a muffin top.

Now I must add that they don't fit like they used to and I don't know that they will be a favorite. They are still a little tight, but not bad at all. I know they will not be tight for much longer, but the problem I have is the length. Whoa, are these jeans long! I don't think my height has changed much over the years, but these jeans suggest otherwise. I am guessing that I wore them with heels so that could be the problem. Perhaps they will get added in to the date night/girls night out jeans. I am still over the moon that they fit. I am feeling great today!

Best run ever

Today I had 4.5 miles on the schedule. I thought about possibly waking up and running first thing, but hubby needed to be somewhere by 9:00. I could have made it if I really got moving early enough, but I really didn't want to rush it. I try to enjoy my long runs and take them as slow as I need to. I didn't want to spend the whole run worried about whether or not I would make it back on time for the hubby.

It worked for me to run just as little lady was having lunch. I rushed out and was really feeling it. It was perfect out. I did my warm up and then started running. I was listening to some music I loved in high school and it sort of helped me get lost in thought. Just as I was hitting the two mile mark I passed an older man (late 60s) and he put his hand out to high five. I thought it was awesome! I ran a quarter mile further and turned to head back. I couldn't believe how well I was feeling. On the way back I crossed paths again with the older man and exchanged another high five. For some reason this made my day!

As I was hitting the end of the 4.5 mile run I still felt amazing. I actually didn't want to stop. The road that connects my house to the trail has a few hills on it and since I am starting to hear that the 10k I will be running is quite hilly I decided to keep running until I got home and just cool down at home. I told myself that I could stop whenever I needed to but shocked myself at not needing to! I checked my route when I got home on mapmyrun and it looks like I ran 4.86 miles! Without stopping! In 57:30! That is less than 12 minute miles. I was so happy with myself. As much as I hate pushing little lady while running I do think it really helps me appreciate my solo runs.

I did manage to take one picture of my trail just as I got to it today. It is so pretty in person.