I got home from my brother’s Friday evening and we’ve been busy ever since. I didn’t have access to a scale regularly at my brother’s house, so I didn’t worry about weighing myself until I got home.
I’m happy to say that I pretty much maintained while I was there. I’m keeping track again of daily weigh-ins and will have an updated average next Saturday morning.
Though he had a fitness center at his apartments I ended up not using it. We spent many hours talking and then with me doing some cleaning and cooking it just didn’t fit in easily to my days. Yes, I said “easily”, because I know I could’ve made it work, and even thought of getting up early on some days to do it. However, the late nights talking or even just hanging out were something I didn’t want to cut short so that I’d have the energy needed to get up early to workout. I didn’t sleep as much as I did as it was.
I was careful about my eating (except the day after I made chocolate chip cookies and they kept calling my name..argh…) and so I feel I found a good balance. There were no days of major overeating like I found myself doing at my mom’s when I visited her in June. My mission for being there with my brother and his wife was fulfilled and I knew that I’d be back to my normal routine when I got home.
My trip was another reality in this weight loss journey of mine of things I’ll have to deal with and I’m content with how it went. It was a great time with him and I wouldn’t change a thing.