So, I’m 39 years old now. Happy birthday to me! It feels a bit like I should feel embarrassed about saying my age, but I’m totally not. I’m actually pretty proud, and I feel like a “young” 39. Maybe it’s all the videogames and lack of general responsibility. That plays some part, but this newer healthier lifestyle certainly has a part to play!
To celebrate my birthday, my boyfriend and I ventured up to Victoria British Columbia for a 4-day tourist trip, and we had SO MUCH FUN. We walked, and walked, and walked some more. One day I even hit the 25,000-step mark on my Fitbit! My relatively fit boyfriend was the one having to sit down and rest, while I was the one with the better stamina this time around. Pretty dramatic difference from our old normal, I tell ya!
I had decided in advance that I wasn’t going to track my food on the trip, and that I was going to allow myself to eat whatever looked good to me. Sure, I would try to maintain some balance, and make sure I never got to the point where I was feeling ravenous – and I brought some turkey jerky snacks and whatnot – but still, I kinda ate whatever I wanted without much regard to what it was going to do to my waistline.
The morning we embarked on our trip, I weighed in to get a baseline measurement for the “damage”, at 191.0 lbs. Of course I was hopeful that with all the walking I could come out even, but I knew it was likely for me to put on a little weight. The morning after we got back home, I couldn’t help but laugh out loud when I stepped back on the scale. It read “196.4 lbs”.
Watch the video below for a recap!
I was surprised to see I had gained 5.4 lbs, but not aghast or anything like that. And I wasn’t terribly bothered. I just knew I would eventually work it back off. Little did I realize how easy it would be.
The plan for when I returned was to just start eating the way I had before the trip. That meant bulk cooking chicken and ensuring I had food on hand to make good decisions. The other thing I decided to do was to inundate my system with water. See, while in Victoria I didn’t drink enough water. I felt super bloated and dehydrated, so water was my #1 priority.
And when I weighed in the next day at 192.2 lbs, I knew my water prioritization was the right thing. Heck, by the following day I was down into the 189’s! So yeah, water weight is a real thing. And walked up to 10 miles a day in Victoria didn’t hurt!
I’m happy to report that this past Tuesday, my official weigh-in was at 188.4 lbs. So it wasn’t a fluke! I’m definitely out of the 190’s now and ready to take on the 170’s. Onward!