This morning Paul and I got up and went for a 30 minute walk together. Normally I feel like walking is a cheaper version of the running I could be doing, but I've changed my mind. My chiropractor was telling me that whatever exercises I do he wants to monitor how my body reacts but, he said that if I was walking 3 times a week for half an hour and was breaking a sweat each time I was doing what I needed to get healthy. I don't know why I feel so luke-warm about walking, but I need to be consistently doing something on a regular basis regardless of how high or low impact it is. So on days when I really don't feel like running, I'm going to walk. I'm going to walk until my body cries out in protest!
The last couple of days I've been cleaning out our filing. In the midst of my cleaning I found my old tracker from the first time I did weight watchers. It was kind of encouraging and discouraging at the same time. It was discouraging because I was down to 163 pounds and I haven't seen that low of a number on the scale since. It was four years ago. It was encouraging though because I know that I can get myself down to that number if I really make the effort. I remember my last weigh in I had gained 1 pound and was so angry about it. What I would give to have gain and still be at 164 right now! That's a size 10!
I think I need to do something to punch my diet into high gear. I'm starting to slip with the veggie plan. I cheated both on Wednesday and today. I didn't really go overboard with the portions, but it's only a matter of time before I start justifying more and end up back where I started. This is so not okay considering how well I've been staying on track. I'm going to trade my weekend in for my cheat days and be veggie. Now, if I could just get back on track with eating more fruits and veggies rather than beans, nuts, carbohydrates and empty calories from alcohol I might see the scale give me some feedback!