Salad Days

The salad days are over.  Maybe I have used the term incorrectly, but to me, salad days means a day of light work ,as in the living is easy.  Today I stepped on the scales and registered 213 lbs – marking a 1 lb loss from last week.  Mind you this weigh in was after an intense (for me) cardiovascular workout with lots of sweating.  Those were the same conditions I weighed under last week, so at least it was a fair comparison.  I know I said the ideal weight loss program would yield one pound of loss per week – very sensible, very conservative.  Let me tell you, it sucks.  After two weeks in a row of five pound weight losses, I was hoping for three or four more.  One seems so little, so close to none. 

I was disappointed.  My daughter, who is very practical, pointed out to me that I ate out more last week and was less disciplined about what and how much I ate.  There were several days where I was at my goal or over for calories consumed.  From the mouths of babes.  I started by saying the salad days are over, but in fact, my salad days are just beginning.    The hard work starts now. 

Consumption:

English muffin toasted with peanut butter and honey
 ½  an apple
25 almonds
Chicken pesto sandwich
Yogurt
Orange
2 chicken sausages
Salad with olive oil and lemon dressing, parmesan cheese
Orange juice

Exercise:

Ran 27 minutes on treadmill

Rowed 10 minutes

7 minutes of weight lifting

My Fitness Pal calculated that I earned 500 extra calories from working out today so I was 200 under my allotment.