Yesterday I walked more at one time than I've ever walked in a day. With incline. 9 miles on the treadmill. Yes, it took me 3 hours, but I did it because I couldn't believe how much I had gained yesterday and was determined to see the scale go DOWN. So I worked my ASS off.
I ate a 1 egg omelet with feta, tomato and spinach for breakfast.
I ate 1/2 cup of unsweetened Greek yogurt with 1 tbsp. almond butter for lunch.
I had dark chocolate covered pomegranate bits for a snack.
I had garlic soup (about 1 cup) for dinner, with a 3x3 square piece of no sugar, no wheat coconut cream pie following.
Later, 2 glasses of wine and a sugar free coconut oil/coco/stevia chocolate the size of a quarter and about 1/4 inch thick.
And I gained.
And again, when I complain about the scale going up, there are those who try to tell me that muscle weighs more than fat. OK. But an I really build that much muscle that fast? I think not. Besides, I'm not really all that sore. I didn't do anything that was really muscle building. It was just walking, bumped up to aerobic level on and off and up to a 6% incline at times, but just walking. And if I am building muscle, why the HELL is it not helping me to burn fat?
Now granted, when I go to work tomorrow and weigh on the Tanita, I will be able to see if there is additional muscle, but I'm afraid to see how high the weight is!! HOLY HELL!
I'm really not motivated to do shit today. But I will. I'll do 5 or 6 maybe, depending on what movie I pick to watch while I'm slogging through it. Maybe I'll do yoga later just to release the negativity that I currently feel toward my body. This is just pissing me off!
It's looking more and more like the only way I'm going to get this off is to do another round of HCG.