28 days: kinda like the horror movie, but worse

I am going home to Ontario in 28 days.
I am excited - but that is currently being overshadowed by the fact that I have chewed my way through the last 8 months. Ok, maybe 9.  The last day of my 11 months straight of working out, was October 31, 2010 -  the day I came back to BC.

last summer, my drink of choice was water...

Sure, I have dabbled in the gym here and there, but I have more so dabbled in bags of chips, dessert poutine parties and nachos from every restaurant in the lower mainland.  Enter 30 lbs.  Where did it come from and how did it get here so fast?! Oh right - I ate it. And when I was depressed about eating so much of it, I'd watch TV to cheer myself up.  This deadly combination made for my ever needing new pair of "fat pants" for work, as my sharp business outfits lay dormant in my closet. (who am I kidding? I've hid those things out of sight).  Going into the store the other day, and realizing that buying a shirt with the size "L" on it was not going to be an option - I started this silly ass diet.  It was a good way to start though, because it was so weird that it had me laughing my way through it.

this has been my drink of choice for the last 7 months...ugh...
(so yummy)

The idea of the diet is 3 days on a meal plan, and 4 days riding solo (all while being health conscience) The 3 days went great!! I ate tuna and drank coffee and didn't eat junk food.  Other then ice cream, but they told me that was ok.  Hot dogs too.  See what I mean? So weird.  Anyways - the idea is that in those 3 days you lose 10lbs. That may have been the case, but once day 4 hit and I could eat what I wanted....well, let's just say I did that (because I want to eat everything, always).  Now, I am on round two of this diet that claims you can lose 40lbs in one month, and I have made some modifications.

I added exercise.  SHOCKER.  I seriously stuffed my chubby body into some yoga gear, and went for an hour run on the treadmill.  10k to be exact.  I used to run a lot, so it all came back to me, but it also felt (and looked) like I had on one of those sumo outfits you see at carnivals.  I could see last years me inside, and the run felt good.  I even raised the elevation and speed - because apparently that's how it's done.  There was a lady windexing the windows of the gym for what seemed like an hour, and I wondered what she was thinking in her head.  'That lady is awesome - look at her go' or something more like 'look at that lady who let herself go. How unawesome".  It could have been either or, but the point was it motivated me to not stop. JUST. KEEP. RUN-NING.

I also modified the meal plan this time around.  I decided to cut out carbs at dinner, and also two cheeseburger meals at 4am after drinking excessive pitchers of beer. These do not go hand in hand with weight loss, unless you have 3 hours a day to dedicate to exercise.  We ate bbq'd salmon, veggies and a strawberry mint salad.  I grew the mint.  Bf said it was "minty" SUCCESS on all accounts.
So there we have day one.  I'm sure it can only go downhill from here, but at least I will have a goal date in mind.  When I return to Ontario, I will be beach and bathing suit ready - MARK MY WORDS.  We'll see what tomorrow brings, but I have high hopes for myself.

"L" does not belong in my closet, "M" is much more my kind of style.