josiethefiend’s BodyBlog

Ugh.  Life has been rough lately.  

Obviously, as you probobly guessed, my month of clean eating didn’t last long.  My relationship troubles came to a head, and I now find myself living alone having broken up with my boyfriend of just over two years.  

It’s been a huge change to my schedule, routine, and my overall lifestyle.  The stress has really gotten to me, and for a while there I was having a lot of stomach pain and complete loss of appetite.  It was awful.  I was desperate not to ruin all my progress, so I spent a lot of time truly forcing protein powder down my throat.  Not pretty, not pretty at all.  But I was willing to do anything to keep enough calories in me to now loose the muscle and metabolism I’ve built for myself.  Regardless, I’ve dropped a lot of weight fairly quickly, and I’m certain not all of it was fat.  *sigh*  But, I’ll take any silver lining I can get, so I’m letting the number on the scale cheer me up.  I’ve also lost two inches on my waist in the past three weeks.  Pretty cool, but, such a quick loss concerns me a bit.  Not to mention the fact that I once again have only ONE pair of pants that fit.  If I go to the thrift store and find that I now need size 6 pants, I may well faint.  

I took that first week of the break up and rested.  Pretty much the only exercise I got was a lot of walking, because it soothed my nerves and I figured it wouldn’t burn up my muscle if I ran out of calories.  I think I was pretty successful.  Last week I was able to eat more normally, though still a lot less in volume.  I was just so eager to get my routine back though, so I hit the gym hard.  So far, so good.  Though, it’s obvious to me that some of my lifts have suffered.  Though, I got rediculously close to that elusive full pullup.  I’m anxious to give it another shot this week.

So, that’s what’s been up with me.  I’m now 1 lb. away from goal weight after all this drama.  I’m trying to think of how I’ll celebrate when I get there.  Maybe I’ll finally go get my bellybutton repierced, or find a place with a bod pod so I can truly know my body fat percentage.  Heh, or maybe just a really awesome massage.  I think that’d do wonders for me right now.  

I’ll be alright.  It’s just a rough transition, but I’ll be alright.