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Weighty Issues

My body is amazing. Literally amazing.

Wednesday AM weight: 127.6 (this is the weight that caused the alarms to go off)
Wednesday: ate well, ran 3 whole miles
Thursday AM weight: 126.2 (ah, maybe Wed was just weird, I like this direction)
Thursday: didn't eat great, but I think around 1800 calories for the day, including one vodka drink at dinner)
Friday AM weight: 128.4 (WHAT THE HELL???????)

So, I decided I'm putting the numbers out there for all to see, to maybe hold myself more accountable. I know I don't have much to lose at all, but I'm just shocked I let it creep up soooo fast. I want to be back to 122-123 ASAP. I'm not all crazy or anything and don't have any aspirations of looking like an anorexic distance runner. I'd just like to be comfortable in my own skin, and perhaps just some little shorts and a sports bra when I run. It is Houston after all.

I know all you boys are out there saying "6 lbs...what is the big deal? I can lose that in a week if I want." Well, I'm here to tell you girls don't work that way, so don't tell me I can get rid of it by Memorial day if I want. Well, maybe I can find a 5lb virus, but I'd rather not be violently ill anytime soon.

Comments

Anonymous said…
This boy is saying... Why would anyone way themselves that often? Your body is gonna fluctuate. Once a week max. Once a month would be better. IMHO.
KCWoodhead said…
Oh I weight almost every day, but expect to see fluctuations. Just not usually like that! I'm always more on Monday/Tuesday than I am on Thursday/Friday. I usually don't weigh on the weekends though because the long training stuff makes me go crazy.

I did stay away from the scale for almost a month and look what happened???
The Young Zoo said…
Hey. I'm a boy and I don't like weight gain either. I raced IMAZ at around 156-157 but just this morning I was 162.5 and it's killing me.
Sarah said…
If I weigh myself on a daily basis, I fluctuate by 3-4 pounds.

This week I lost 3 pounds. Of course, that's because I had strep throat and eating meant swallowing and swallowing meant horrible pain. So I basically didn't eat. I don't recommend that method. ;)
Anonymous said…
Kathleen, you'll be ok, I am sure. But I will counter your guys loose faster than girls with youth will loose faster than age! Lol....I can gain those 5 pounds easy, then fight to get them back off. Worse for me is plateaus...I have been stuck for a long time now, though I still keep hoping to loose some more. I think that is the only way my marathon pace can improve!
Bob L.
greyhound said…
If you raced IMAZ at your absolute leanest, meanest weight, you shouldn't maintain that for long. Macca doesn't. He's "fat" in July because he can't win in Kona if he's race ready all year.

And I know I'm a boy, but don't tune me out. Don't fixate on the number. Pay more attention to body composition, look in the mirror and just weigh yourself periodically. Your body will come correct. No worries.
Jane said…
That little weight gain could be do to salt - those fries were probably salty at Porch Swing pub. Do you have a fat % monitor on your scale? If so, then if your body fat dramatically goes down, it means you are holding water.

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