We tried to drive straight through to Oregon.
That did not happen. We made it to Laramie, Wyoming and decided that neither one of us could drive further without putting everyone on I-80 in danger.
Food on the way was chosen by whatever was off the exit, and not what was healthiest. I knew that this was going to be the case. Pausing my new lifestyle in order to make it through this trip was frustrating for me. However, I knew that if I attempted to keep up with my new habits that I would fail and be even more frustrated.
So I decided to meal share when I could, or order menu options that were as healthy as possible. I knew I wasn't going to lose weight, but I sure as hell didn't want to get back up to 248.
I am originally from California. I have lived in Indiana for about a decade. One of the main reasons why I was willing to go on this trip to visit my in-laws and support my husband by going with him to a conference in Utah was that Utah has many of my favorite restaurants. (Mostly due to its proximity to California).
We all know that the first thing I ate when I arrived in Utah was In-N-Out. Then we went to Carl's Jr., then El Pollo Loco, Iceburg, Del Taco, and Hot Dog on a Stick. There was no way that I was going to rob myself of the pure pleasure of the food of my adolescence. I made sure that the other two meals of the day were low calorie and healthy. So then I could eat a deep fried piece of cheese on a stick and not blow my calorie count for the day.
It was a long trip that ultimately was a wonderful adventure.
So, I didn't lose weight during our trip. But that's okay. I knew that my lifestyle changes were too new to hold to during a stressful trip. So I set expectations that I could handle and achieve. That has been the way I have been successful - I set goals and expectations that are doable for me. I add them slowly and I take my time.
Getting back home was wonderful. I had the opportunity to reset my goals and this time I could make them over a longer period of time.
At the end of July I was at 238.4. I had successfully kept myself out of the 240s. That made me happy. It wasn't the goal I wanted to set for myself, but it was reasonable.
Now onto August to try losing weight while working full time, raising two kids, going to graduate school, and trying to maintain my sanity.
That did not happen. We made it to Laramie, Wyoming and decided that neither one of us could drive further without putting everyone on I-80 in danger.
Food on the way was chosen by whatever was off the exit, and not what was healthiest. I knew that this was going to be the case. Pausing my new lifestyle in order to make it through this trip was frustrating for me. However, I knew that if I attempted to keep up with my new habits that I would fail and be even more frustrated.
So I decided to meal share when I could, or order menu options that were as healthy as possible. I knew I wasn't going to lose weight, but I sure as hell didn't want to get back up to 248.
I am originally from California. I have lived in Indiana for about a decade. One of the main reasons why I was willing to go on this trip to visit my in-laws and support my husband by going with him to a conference in Utah was that Utah has many of my favorite restaurants. (Mostly due to its proximity to California).
We all know that the first thing I ate when I arrived in Utah was In-N-Out. Then we went to Carl's Jr., then El Pollo Loco, Iceburg, Del Taco, and Hot Dog on a Stick. There was no way that I was going to rob myself of the pure pleasure of the food of my adolescence. I made sure that the other two meals of the day were low calorie and healthy. So then I could eat a deep fried piece of cheese on a stick and not blow my calorie count for the day.
It was a long trip that ultimately was a wonderful adventure.
So, I didn't lose weight during our trip. But that's okay. I knew that my lifestyle changes were too new to hold to during a stressful trip. So I set expectations that I could handle and achieve. That has been the way I have been successful - I set goals and expectations that are doable for me. I add them slowly and I take my time.
Getting back home was wonderful. I had the opportunity to reset my goals and this time I could make them over a longer period of time.
At the end of July I was at 238.4. I had successfully kept myself out of the 240s. That made me happy. It wasn't the goal I wanted to set for myself, but it was reasonable.
Now onto August to try losing weight while working full time, raising two kids, going to graduate school, and trying to maintain my sanity.
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