Bouncing around my first 5lb weight loss

As expected, my body does not like to lose weight. And I personally, am not a big fan of dieting or tracking. Also, if my routine is not steady, then I stop even trying to maintain it. For example, going home for Thanksgiving, while wonderful, was such a break in my routine that despite my best intentions, I didn't exercise all week. That's 10 whole days, 8 of which, had I been at home, I would have been in the gym for about an hour every day.

And I didn't even pretend to pay attention to my diet - didn't track, didn't drink water, ate pie twice a day... This is proof (even if I already knew it) that I am best suited to a steady routine. Normal becomes me. Sigh. That is a little depressing. Doesn't everybody yearn just a little bit to be one of those people that thrives on the excitement of not ever being quite sure what the day will bring them? I know I do. And yet, I am less healthy when that is the case. No motivation whatsoever to get out and exercise if I could be having a lazy morning with my sisters, and definitely, given the choice between home made apple pie or a salad, I'll pick pie every time.

Oh well. I'm back home (not quite thrilled about it, but here I am) and made it to the gym this morning for day 1 of week 4 of the Couch to 5 K training program, with every intention of going again tomorrow morning and then again on Friday morning, and hitting up the last session of my kickboxing aerobics class on Thursday night.

... and after all that spiel about how I'm getting back on track, this is the email I get:

... I am not giving in, I am not giving in, I am not giving in...

(Maybe, if I repeat it enough, it will work)