Week six...

...in which I'm pretty sure my body is messing with me.

2/22 - 2/28

Because of my minimal 0.6 pounds lost last week, despite keeping my calories around 1450 every day, I upped my foods this week to allow 1680 calories a day. That's suitable for a pound and a half loss a week and that's more than what I'm aiming for. And more than what I've been losing.

Yeah, I slacked off a little (just a little!) at the gym this week too. I went five times, but only once or twice even broke a sweat. I just wasn't feeling it. So am I surprised I only lost 0.2 pounds this week? A little. Mostly I'm annoyed that I'm still in the 190s two weeks later. So how did I celebrate my 0.2 pound loss? By drinking beers and eating curly fries of course! But they were the best beers and the best curly fries I've ever had. Ever. I will request Lagunitas (Brown Shugga' mmm), Deschutes (Red Chair NWPA delish) and some deep fried potatoes be sent into my tomb with me, a la the pharaohs and their cats.

I was bad last night. But I plan to be good the rest of the week. I'm upping my reps and my weights, I'll make sure to keep my heart rate up and sweat more. I still refuse to run more than 3 minutes at a time though. I hate that shit.