Back in the beginning of the year, I made a plan to hit a weight loss goal of 15.4 pounds by March 1, which comes to an average of 1.8 pounds per week, or, even more accurately, 0.252 pounds per day over 61 days.
I'm pacing a little short, and by a little, I mean a little. We are 3 weeks into the new year (the first time I weighed myself was Jan. 1, not Dec. 31), and I'm down 4.6 pounds, which is 1.5 pounds per week or .219 pounds per day over 12 days.
I've made a big life change this week. For a lot of people, getting a dog means more activity, since they're getting off the couch and going for a walk, or they're going outside and getting some fresh air instead of hitting the snooze button. For me, the process of getting Rufus adapted to his new environment means less activity; I tend to make my workouts adjacent to my workday (immediately before or immediately after work, since I work at a gym), and in an effort to have him doing his business in appropriate locations, I've been going in as late as I can muster and coming home as soon after work as I can. So, no workouts this past week – I'm doing it all with nutrition. Yes, I realize I could come home, let him out, and go back, but it seems really ridiculous to me, since I'm already there all day (I tend to forgo a lunch break, since I'm snacking throughout my shift anyway).
This week, I'm scheduling some workouts for my workday. I'm actually having people cover parts of my shifts two days so that I can get some exercise. I'll also get back to some quick at-home workouts, now that we have a safe area designated for Rufus and he's good with it.
Onward.