Wednesday Weigh-In: Week 51

Eeek! Just one more week and I'll hit one year since I started this "back to goal weight" journey after having gained back 46 of 130-ish pounds. As of last week, I was down 50 pounds and I was thrilled with that. I was only three pounds from reaching 144, a "normal" BMI.

And then I got COVID. What a celebration. I thought that it was going to be very mild for me; Jerry tested positive several days before I did and his symptoms hit him HARD for a few days. He slept for 48 hours almost non-stop and he had a dry cough that just wouldn't quit. Thankfully, it didn't last long. And I didn't have symptoms at first. (The kids never got sick.) 

However, my symptoms started a few days after his (10 days ago) and they weren't terrible. I had no idea it was COVID; I just had a very sore throat. Other than that, though, I didn't really feel much different. Then came the headache. Not migraine-painful, but a very intense sinus headache.

Shortly after came the congestion. I was blowing my nose constantly. Jerry even set up a paper bag for me to throw my toilet paper after blowing my nose (we save Kleenex for guests, hahaha!). My voice sounded absolutely horrible--it was hard to understand me.

Jerry's paper sack he made for me:

And the exhaustion. I was SO EXHAUSTED I can't even describe it. While I'm no longer positive for COVID and no longer considered contagious, I just hope my fatigue doesn't last a long time. But I'm taking it easy--it's just really hard to do. I hate sitting still this long when my mind wants to do things!

AND!! And. To top off my sore throat, my ice maker broke! I rely on my ice maker every single day. (I chew ice; and no, my iron isn't low, it's just a habit that I feel like I can't live without.) The ice was making my throat feel better and of course it quit on me. At the worst possible time.

Anyway, last week, my weight was at 147.0. Today it wasn't much lower:

I was at 146.4, so I'm down by 0.6. Not the loss I was hoping for (about 1.5 pounds) but still going in the right direction, so I'm good with that.

This means that in order to reach 144 by my one-year anniversary of calorie counting, I would have to lose 2.4 pounds. I haven't lost that much in a long time, so I'm not counting on it. However... I had a much better weigh-in earlier this week (I won't spoil it) so I hope that I can aim for that again.

The hardest part this week has been trying to get dinner together (story of my life). With Jerry's work schedule, Eli's baseball schedule, Noah's college/girlfriend/work schedule, dinner has just been a challenge. I've made a few dinners that have lots of leftovers and we've been eating those. Also, my mom, who has been a lifesaver, has made a few dinners, too.

I feel like maybe this week was just a bad week to work on this challenge altogether. I have no idea how I'm going to feel from now until next Wednesday for my one-year weigh-in, so we'll see how it goes, but I'll be ecstatic if I can hit 144.

My plan is to pretty much do the following:

-Eat about 1600 calories.

-Do some sort of activity--even if it's not super active. I have no idea how much energy I'm going to have, so we'll see.

-Write in my five-year journal.

-Reply to 1+ email per day.

-Do something outside.

-If I have the energy, clean something I've been dreading cleaning.

So, that shouldn't be too hard for the next seven days!