Weigh In Wednesday Take Two

Ok, so I know that it isn't Wednesday anymore and that the weigh in is officially over but I feel like I need to revise my post from yesterday. So please bear with me.
Starting weight: 210
Week 1: 207.1
Week 2:207.1
Week 3: 206
Total Loss: 4 lbs
Goal for Challenge: 10 lbs
Pounds to go: 6
Yeah! I am down one pound. Yesterday I was not exactly feeling the love of being down, but I spent the day putting my head back on straight and thinking about what an idiot I am. Hello self! A pound is a pound take it. I am very happy about a loss and not a gain. This is great, we are moving in the right direction.
In my defense for my less than stellar attitude yesterday I had a lot happen the day before and was still kinda reeling for the shock. Gary and I each have sons, his is 17, mine is 7. Mine lives with us full time and his lives with his mother. His son, Bill, in the past has lived with us, but about 4 months ago decided that he didn't exactly like our rules and wanted to go stay with his mother. We respected his decision and although he wasn't living with us we still saw him at least 3-4 times a week. We settled into a comfortable routine over the summer with Kris and work and everything that summer brings. NO DRAMA, pure bliss. We have been getting ready for the school year as Bill will be a senior this year and I have been super busy making appointments for senior pictures and new glasses and running around getting him new school clothes, I have been busy to say the least. Everything was set, senior pictures on Wednesday, clothes were ironed, we were ready to go. Then Tuesday afternoon I get a call from Gary that we need to postpone the photos, that Bill had DRAMA at his mothers and that he was moving home. Life spun upside down. I was in shock, first and foremost I was concerned with the drama that had taken place and wanted to make sure that Bill was ok. He may not be my flesh and blood but he is my son. Bill is ok, Gary resolved the drama, and Bill moved back into his room. But life doesn't settle down that easily or that quickly and I am a huge analizer so I am still running everything through my head trying to make heads or tails of it. My mind is trying to come to terms with another person in the house and the rules that need to be put back into effect and making sure that things continue to run smoothly in our house. Anyone that has a teenager can probably atest to the fact that at 17 and a senior they think they have it all figured out.
So I apologize that my head was not on my successful weight loss yesterday and was all tied down with the crasiness of home life. I am excited about lossing a pound, I want to keep doing that as often as I can. Every pound is a success. So please forgive me for being ungrateful, I am back in the game again!

Wednesday Check-in Down and Dirty in 30 Week 3

Well another week, another weigh in. I lost a pound this week. I am happy and yet disappointed all at the same time. It is so frustrating to be eating well and working your butt off, literally, and not seeing the scale really move. I should cut myself some slack because I have been noticing that my pants are not so tight and my energy has been much higher. I have been continuing on the C25K training program, but I tend to go until I hit the 3.1 mile distance on my treadmill. It takes me way longer than 30 minutes, but I know that I am increasing my endurance and that makes me feel good. I have now run 30 solid minutes and I was thrilled to get that milestone done.
All in all, I am trying to be positive and I know that a slower weight loss is one that sticks, but still you work so hard and then don't see much of a change and it is kinda disheartening.
Anyway, I hope all the other sisters did great!

Sign on the dotted line

I did it. I signed up for my first ever 5k run. September 26th at 8:30am. The Capital City River Run. I filled out the form, I signed the check, I put it in the mail with a stamp on it and everything. Done. There is no backing out now. I am registered. And I am excited. I had been kinda putting off registering, self doubt filling me head, but last night Gary asked me when my race was. Honestly I didn't think he was paying attention when I talked about it, so I was shocked to hear him ask me. I said September 26th and he asked if he could come along, to be my cheerleader. If you knew my husband you would know that although he loves me with everything he has, he is not a cheerleader kinda guy. Gary is all tough love, so to have him say that to me I knew that he believed in me, that he knew that I could and would do it and that I better get my registration in.
So I did, I put it in the mail today and I now all I need to do is keep up with my c25k training. I know that I have more than enough time to train and be in good shape going into the race. I can't wait, oh and as a bonus I get a long-sleeved, technical running shirt! Who doesn't love that!?!