I’m not making excuses.

Friends. Friends. I have so much to catch you up on.

I’m not going to apologize for being absent. There’s nothing that I could do about it. I have been swamped. In an absolutely amazing wouldn’t-change-a-thing sort of way. I’m going to update you over the course of the next few days, but first, I need to put some accountability into play.

I let life get the best of me. I went three weeks (THREE WEEKS!) without stepping on the scale. And the result? I was up 6 pounds. Not only did I not make my weight goal for the half, I was so far off I knew not to even step on the scale.

It seems like I can only focus on so much at once. That once I get to a certain level of busy, priorities change. And food can fall to the backburner. I didn’t eat things that were bad for me, I just ate things that weren’t great for me. And also amounts that were bad for me.

The good news? I can fix it. And I am. I’m back on Team Bob. Today is day 2. And I am cranky about it. I miss the cheese crackers that were in my drawer last week. I miss the Starbucks trip I made about this time several days last week.

Day 1 wasn’t the easiest day. I was hungry. HUNGRY. I mindlessly ate some of Jaime and Ashley’s soft pretzels after run group last night. And then I really REALLY didn’t want to cook when I got home, but I did. And I feel surprisingly accomplished about it.

I don’t know that I’m able to say that things are settling down, because they most definitely aren’t. But I feel like I am beginning to learn how to manage things. I am beginning to figure out how l to manage the new normal. And I’m ready to reintroduce a meal plan back into my schedule.

So, accountability time.
• I will make my grocery list at lunch.
• I will go to Trader Joe’s after work.
• I will follow my meal plan.
• I will be at 153 by the marathon. 13 pounds in 8 weeks. Totally doable.

I know following a meal plan will also help with the budget, so two birds with one stone, right?

Anyone else climbing back on the wagon?



  1. Oh, girl. I am so ashamed and embarrassed by what I’ve done this summer (or, rather, what I didn’t do). I stepped on the scale yesterday and it wasn’t pretty. My weight loss graph looks like your Asheville half marathon elevation profile, complete with big, steep hill at the end.

  2. Girl, my hand is raised and waving. I have had a difficult week. Today wasn’t much better with 3 cookies at lunch. But I have at least managed to fight off the urges this afternoon for candy. I have a month before my marathon. But a week long vacation thrown in to a foodie town no less!

  3. I’m currently looking at the wagon, deciding whether or not to get on.
    The sheer business of this summer has been brutal. I haven’t ran nearly enough and with the change in weather I’m feeling some sloth-like tendencies coming out.
    I’m heading out of town for work on Monday for two weeks, followed immediately by a half marathon and I’m freaking terrified. On top of being lazy I also sprained my ankle so I haven’t ran in a week. I’ve decided I’m running TONIGHT. It won’t be pretty, but Ima do it, and then I’m going to run 5k on Friday and 20k on Sunday and Ima LIKE IT DARN IT. I also vow to EAT HEALTHY while gone for work; even if it means subjecting my 6 blog readers to pictures of my food – I WILL DO IT DARN IT 🙂

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