Fourth Weigh-In

Unfortunately, I weighed in at 282.4 this week. That's a 3.8lb. weight gain, and I'll admit that I'm to blame due to some bad choices during Labor Day. I had hoped to get my workouts in after Labor Day to burn off the calories and at least see a small weight loss, but I was only able to get in one workout, and apparently, one workout didn't do it.

On Labor Day, I woke at 7:00am and left the house to pick up my kids from their dad's house. Once I arrived there, my phone rang. It was my dad. He told me something was wrong with him and thought he might need to go to the hospital. I told him I'd be over as soon as I picked up the kids. Now you have to know my dad. This is a man who hasn't been to a doctor in over 10 years. He's stubborn and doesn't like to go to the doctor, so when he said he thought he needed to go, I knew something was wrong.

Anyway, I headed to dad's after picking up my kids. He had a rash of some kind on his belly and thought it was a spider bite. He said it was hurting him and wanted me to go to the store to get him some Benadryl and see if that would help. I was concerned that the bite was causing him a lot of pain, but he refused to let my husband and I take him to the ER. He said he'd go Tuesday if the so-called bite didn't get better. I bought him the Benadryl and my husband, stepson, my kids and I headed for home.

The kids were hungry, so my husband decided to stop at Burger King to feed them. Yes, that was the first bad choice. Instead of ordering healthy from Burger King, I gave in to the temptations and ordered mozzarella sticks and a steakhouse burger.

Later that afternoon, my phone rang again. This time dad was in a lot of pain and said that maybe he should go to the ER. I headed back to my dad's house to pick him up and take him to the ER. We arrived at the local hospital at around 2:00pm that day and didn't get called back to see a doctor until a few minutes until 6:00pm; the ER was packed.

Turns out dad had Shingles and he'd had them since Thursday. That explained why he was in a lot of pain, but he was also very, very short of breath, which the doctor said wasn't related to his Shingles. She gave him a shot, prescribed medicine, instructed him to make a doctor's appointment for the following Monday and sent him home. By this time it was late and none of us had had supper, so after we took dad home, we ate a late supper at McDonalds. I was so hungry by this time that, again, I didn't order healthy. Not ordering healthy was bad on my part, but eating fast food after 9:00pm made things worse.

And that, my friends, is why I think I gained weight instead of losing it. I am, however, thankful that it was only 3.8lbs, because I honestly feared a bigger weight gain. I tell ya, it's so hard to order healthy when everyone else is eating the things you want and you haven't eaten in quite some time.

This week I plan to eat healthier, and hopefully eat at home. I also plan to workout more often, and I may even increase my workout to include a few exercises that don't involve the Ab Lounge. I'll let you know how things go next week, and hopefully that weigh-in will be different.