You may have heard me say that I have a bagel for breakfast every Friday. My work provides them and I love bagels so I have one every Friday...bread scooped out, but I can easily eat the whole thing, and I almost always do. With cream cheese. I noticed that I am starving all day, every Friday.
Duh. The bagel.
Today I didn't eat the bagel.
I'm done with my plateau. I'm done camping at this weight. I'm ready to climb again.
I've been stuck right around 198 pounds for months. As of this morning, I was 194.6. Is exercise the secret, like Lap Band Gal said? Maybe. Probably. I have been kicking butt on the running trail 3-4 times per week, 45 to 60 minutes at a time. I am getting to the point where I crave exercise. I know what a runner's high is. I desperately want to do a 10k, because doing a 5k is just no effort at all anymore. I bought a Groupon for a kickboxing class and a boot camp and can't wait to start.
And also? I didn't eat the bagel.