Okay, I stepped on the scale and I gained 3 pounds. I know that's not a lot, but damn...I am burning off thousands of calories in the gym (so says my heart rate monitor), and I am gaining weight? Maybe I'm burning fat but gaining muscle mass? Muscle is more dense than fat. Which is why I can easily float in a pool and my husband has a hard time. Inversely, also explains why he can sit at the bottom of the pool, and no matter how hard I try, I just can't. But I digress.
I know that I am stronger now than I was when I first joined the gym. The relatively new ability to do pushups tells me so. But I don't think I have that much more muscle mass to explain the weight gain. I'm no Vin Diesel by any means. Still got the double chin and the flabby arms/thighs. I'm not that strong.
I know that I don't drink as much water as I should. I drink when I'm working out and somewhat after. But I sweat a lot. And I mean a LOT. My hair is drenched after my work out, like I took a dip in the pool. Is my body holding on the water because I am sweating so much and not taking in enough? If I were dehydrated, my muscles would be more sore I think. I'd be more sore if I didn't have enough fluids to flush out the lactic acid from muscle use--which explains why I hurt so bad after Body Pump. I dunno.
Do I need a colonic? Is the weight gain due to being full of sh*t? Sorry if I'm being gross--I guess it's the nurse in me--no filter when it comes to bodily functions. Although, I bet I could lose at least 3 pounds after a good bowel prep. Where's the mag citrate? Golytely? :-)
Common sense tells me I gained weight because I took in more calories than I burned off. UGH!! I guess this means I have to start being accountable now. Start counting my points again. Measure and weigh my food. And drink my water. And keep exercising.
On a brighter note...Today, I cooked pasta. Pasta you say? Yup, Ronzoni Smart Pasta--penne style. With Prego roasted garlic and herb sauce. With turkey Italian sausage. Added some chopped bell pepper and sliced mushrooms. And it was so good! My son was upset that I told him it was turkey instead of pork. And 3x fiber pasta instead of regular pasta. But he ate it. He even liked it. And I had the whole meal cooked in less than 30 minutes--take THAT Rachel Ray!
Tomorrow, I pick up my husband from the airport. He'll be back from Vail. Yay! Hopefully he won't want to go out to eat. Let's eat at home tomorrow evening. After I drop him off at home, I'm off to Body Combat and Becky is leading the class. Double Yay! She's also teaching Monday's Body Combat, so I'll be there too. Planning on burning more calories I take in. Let's get with the follow through.
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