After what can only be classified as an epic scale failure, I had decided to rename water. It's fat juice. That's the only way I can see it. Water must actually be high calorie lard.
After my 5.02 mile run on Saturday morning, I ran again yesterday morning. 6.2 miles...outside...without stopping once! I even took my UnderArmour shirt off and kept jogging the entire time (I had a tank on underneath, I do not believe I am ready to jog in a sports bra). Anywhoozit, it was awesome. I stepped on the scale today, ready to reap the rewards from running more in a weekend than almost ever in my life...
the scale read 176.
Yes friends. That is UP almost 3 pounds from last Monday.
Suck it scale. Eat my poop. And here is the deal...
I don't know what in the WORLD to blame it on. I have been pooping 3 times a day...so I can't use the old "maybe I have a warehouse full of shit in my pipes" excuse. I have been drinking water and peeing on cue...there there goes the "maybe I am retaining water" excuse. I have lifted lighter and upped the cardio....so no "muscle weighs more than fat" excuse.
I even got me a little piece last night and everyone knows SEX MAKES YOU SKINNIER!
So. There we have it. The world is evil.
But do not worry. I haven't given up all hope (well I have actually), and I am keeping on. I have that even though water must be making me fat, I will continue to drink it. And even though there are skinny bitches out there that eat junk food and drink yummy grown up drinks all weekend yet are still skinnier than me, I shall not become bitter and jaded (I really already have).
I would say happy Tuesday. But I dont want to.
So here is a cup of fat juice to you.
It helps to wash down my bitter pill.