Monday I exercised at the gym, went to work and then got to have a crown started in the back of my mouth. Typical things, right? But see that number up there in the title? I gained. .4 pounds. I'm trying to figure this out, so stick with me, ok?
It was the third day of exercising yesterday. I did about 40 minutes of cardio and 400 calories.
I ate my 1 egg breakfast and added half a bagel thin. And true to form, my typical hunger/grazing/need to eat in the afternoon at work popped up. But I chose a piece of low fat cheese to the tune of 50 calories. Left work and went to the dentist. Came home and had 1/2 cup homemade mac & cheese. Then I had about 3/4 cup cubed chicken and salsa mix (leftovers from Sunday night). About 7pm I had 1/2 a small banana with 1 teaspoon nutella, 1 teaspoon peanut butter and a tablespoon of light whipped cream.
I was really thirsty yesterday and drank about 100 ounces of water, more than I've had since prior to surgery. I even drank a 20 ounce bottle of water during the night. My mouth hurts a lot and I was up about 4 times in the night.
I have to be honest though, I've been dreading the day that the scale no longer read a loss. Maybe that's why I wasn't happy all the time when I weighed myself. I've been waiting for the shoe to drop, so to speak. Looking at my day, I didn't do anything different. I talked it over with Pete and he thinks that it may have been all the water and no activity last night because of my dentist appointment. I just don't know what it is.
So here I sit, confused about the .4 pounds. I spent yesterday afternoon figuring out a plan for the month and sure enough life throws a wrench in the plan. And yet .4 pounds? That's nothing in the scheme of things, right? I've lost many pounds and will continue to do so. I believe that I need to shake this off, keep going and not let it bother me.