Tuesday, February 10, 2009
No, I'm not pregnant. I just look like I am.
In a last ditch effort to actually lose some weight instead of just talking about it, I'm going to give up alcohol. For a while. For now. I hate to say forever, because I like wine.
Meh. I will try not to whine about wine. I will try.
The truth is, I've been careful with my food choices and I'm walking 6 days a week with my 20 pound weight vest up hills (sometimes carrying 10 lbs of hand weights, too) for several weeks now, and the scale isn't moving. And I know why.
Gaining muscle and losing fat is all well and good, but the fact is, I'm more than 20 pounds overweight, even if I count all my muscles. The fact is, I know for sure, that my body doesn't let go of pounds while I drink alcohol.
I've done this experiment before, so I speak from experience. If I cut out sugar, alcohol and refined food, and exercise in my zone for an hour a day, and lift weights and do sit ups, I will lose about 2 pounds a week.
It sounds so easy really. It doesn't sound like rocket science. So I should be able to do it. Right?
I'll let you know how it goes.
Anyone else want to play? We can not whine about wine together.
p.s. photo credit to steffe I can't seem to get my blog to post flickr photos like it's supposed to...although I've tried, believe me.