WIAW and a Weigh In #justtrollin

It would appear maybe I've been a bit to "ish" on the paleo-ish eating habits since vacation.  Why is it so difficult to get back on track?  I gave myself some leeway while in Savannah and was rewarded with a nearly 5 pound gain.  I've only managed to lose about 1/2 a pound of that since I got back (and this week I gained .2 pounds back).  To say I'm frustrated would be an understatement, but I also know it's totally my fault.  I didn't run much at all last week because I screwed up my hip.  It's better now, but not having those 600+ calorie runs a few times a week means that's 600 less calories I should be eating each day.

While I've done a good job making paleo meals this week, like this awesome Shrimp Scampi with Zoodles (just saute shrimp in a little olive oil and garlic, add baby spinach leaves and cherry tomatoes, then toss with zucchini noodles and fresh basil leaves)...

...I've also gone out to eat.  We've been to Red Robin (where I "splurged" on the 200 calorie gluten free bun with my burger and ate fries) and a local hot dog place (where I felt gypped because had my dogs without the best hot dog buns in town).

I also discovered the best gluten free beer - Omission Pale Ale.  I probably shouldn't have even tried it because even though it's gluten free, it's still 175 calories a bottle.

All of this - not exercising enough, adding some grains and potatoes back in, and splurging on foods that taste good but really aren't any good for me - has resulted in a complete halt in the weight loss department.

This graph should be continuing to move down, not up.  Yes, I'm still at a net loss (and there's a good chance that 144 at the end of June was a fluke) but I'm not where I should be or want to be.  

I need to do better this week.  I need to somehow figure out how to eat in Chicago this weekend while I'm there to run Rock n Roll Chicago (plus extra miles) as my 18 mile long run without blowing my progress even more.  Yep. Paleo in the land of deep dish pizza and the best popcorn on the planet should be fun.

I think I need to get back to no grains at all (this means no popcorn, tortilla chips or corn tortillas, or gluten free breads/pizza crusts), no regular potatoes, and no more beer - even if it's "fake" beer.  No cheat days. Is that realistic?  Probably not but what else can I do? Giving myself some #justtrollin #tribelove.

I'm not looking for advise.  Just trying to wrap my head around how I can successfully marathon train, lose weight, and eat paleo most of the time.  I'm extremely proud of myself for sticking with this as long as I have but I have to say, it hasn't been easy and now that the scale results aren't showing, the motivation to stick with it isn't really there.  It is what it is.

Before you leave, have you entered my giveaway for an entry to the Detroit Women's Half Marathon and 5k? Go here to enter - you can use the entry for either the actual or virtual race.

#TBT: a gentle #tribelove reminder

After yesterday's post, it was nice to get a little #tribelove reminder about how far I've come.

This one came in the form of a tweet thanks to my girl, Kirsten, and timehop.

4 years ago I was trying to decide whether or not to sign up for my first half marathon 

(and apparently doubting myself as usual).

Now I'm training for my second full.

Like Kirsten said, sometimes you have to "look at how far you've come" to see where you are going.

Where are you going?

A Little Tough Love #justtrollin #tribelove

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Two weeks ago I was headed to Savannah for the FitBloggin'14 conference.  This post isn't about a session I attended, but rather one I missed.  The wonderful Sue O'Lear (aka Mrs. Fatass) and Steve Grey led a session on FitBlogger Tough Love.  The session was about being accountable for our own goals and the hashtags #justtrollin and #tribelove were agreed upon as a heads up to call each other out (from a position of love and support) when we see someone doing something that isn't in line with their goals.

At the end of the session, Steve and Sue gave the attendees some homework. Their assignment, as I understand it, was to call ourselves on our own bullshit.  To really get to the heart of what might be holding us back.

So that's what I'm doing today.  Even though I didn't attend the session, I'm doing the homework.  I'm calling myself out for two behaviors that are preventing me from moving forward.   I'm giving myself some tough love and I welcome any of you to do the same.  Call yourselves out.  Call me out.  I know there's lots more I could talk about than what's in this post.

So here goes...#tribelove...Stop the Negativity and Feeling Sorry for Yourself

One of my very bad habits is to judge all of my progress (or lack there of) by a negative I perceive in the moment.  By one weigh in. By one workout. By one run.  I start feeling sorry for myself and this spirals out of control and begins to affect the next workout, weigh in, run, etc.  I don't see I'm doing this until someone points it out to me.  I commented yesterday to a very close friend that I felt like I'd fucked everything up (I hurt myself this week and haven't been able to run since Saturday and I'm still up the nearly 5 pounds from vacation).  I was frustrated.  Honestly, I still am 24 hours after that statement.  My friend said, "I understand, but nothing is fucked up. You always judge by today."  I was asked to stop feeling sorry for myself because it was going to affect the workout I was literally sitting in the car dreading.

Did it sting to hear that? Yes.  But my friend was 100% correct and the words were not intended to hurt me but to give me that kick in the butt I needed.  I'd woken up in a good mood and based on a couple little events, was spiraling and literally crying in the parking lot of my YMCA an hour later.  It wasn't pretty, folks.

This isn't the first time I've done this.  My "poor me" attitude has gotten called out before.  Sometimes it's on DailyMile. Sometimes on Facebook. Sometimes through a text.  It's a recurring theme.

I'm calling myself out on the negativity and self-pity.

I need to recognize that one bad *fill in the blank* does not need to define the rest of my day (or week, or training cycle, or whatever).  Feeling frustrated is fine.  Emotions are fine.  Continuing to let that frustration negatively impact me and ruin my tomorrow is not.

I need to stop feeling sorry for myself and look for the positives.  I ran farther on Saturday than I have in about 2 years and I finished with a smile on my face.  Missing some runs this week isn't going to completely destroy my ability to have a strong run at Detroit in October.

I'm still down 10 pounds, even with the little slip-up in Savannah.  I'm making progress in the right direction and will continue to do so provided I get myself back on track.

I have friends who love me and aren't afraid to give me some #tribelove.  I need to hear and be reminded of my own BS so this post is giving you permission to call me out.  Too many check ins on Untappd? Posting pictures of food porn or #notpaleo or #totallyworthit?  Bitching about a bad workout?  Call me on it.

From time to time, I need to dish out the same to myself.

#justtrollin