When Losing Weight is Actually a Bad Thing......

Gosh Darn it! I've lost weight but gained jiggle!

I now am at a BMI of 22. Down nearly 21 pounds since I started this blog, and nearly 31 pounds since the birth of my second daughter. Woot! Woot! (........I guess? See my post on whether any more weight loss is a good thing).

I figured for sure that this past week, I would have gained weight. I've been judiciously AVOIDING the scale, because I just assumed my weight change wouldn't be pretty.

And it wasn't. But not because it went up.  It was because it went DOWN while my belly jiggl-ability was decidedly up (and down, and sideways, and undulating....).That means.....I must have lost some hard earned muscle.

Sob! Sob!

See, though you'd think that given how I've solidified my routine over the past few months enough to absorb changes here and there,  I would have been able to handle a big change like this.
But.....
Week 2 of ankle injury, and I can already feel myself slipping! I haven't been exercising nearly as much as I would have liked. I've only been able to get in token amounts (less than 30 minutes) of cardio twice.  I did do weights (snore!), though I'm not sure of what good that would have done me since I didn't really know what I was doing since I dislike weights enough to not do them at all.

And also......,I'm not a person who can deny herself food.  EVER.  And so, I rely on the gym to both stay in shape and keep myself out of the refrigerator (literally...if I wasn't in the gym for the hour, I'd be eating second breakfast like a hobbit!). 

I kept telling myself to try and not eat badly, and for the most part, I succeeded--I managed to keep my eating routine (which was probably too many calories for a non-excersizer), and tried to load up on veggies. But then, inevitably, the weekend hit (that too, a long weekend!) and I ended up with more than my share of high-fat meals...... And now, I can already find more of a jiggle belly... :S.

And Yet.......I'm eager to let my ankle heal, bc one week of rest now will save me six weeks of rest later if my ankle doesn't mend properly.

And no, that's not my belly in the picture.  It's a random picture off the internet.  I have WAY more pinchable inches!