The Trifecta -- Weeks Thirty-Six, Thirty-Seven and Thirty-Eight

Ugh....where to begin......hmmmm....perhaps at the beginning?

These past few weeks have been immensely difficult for me for a number of reasons.  One:  There's been some serious juju at work.  Two:  My dear husband has been traveling a LOT out of town.  While I'm certainly of sturdy enough stock to handle that little bit of change, it has been an adjustment.  Three:  I've just been plain frustrated.  Frustrated as hell and irritated.  All of these combined, do not make for happy weight loss.  Especially, when you add in that I wasn't sleeping well at all (maybe 4 hours of good sleep a night), it's just one hot mess.  Week 36 saw an oh-so-fun 2.2 pound gain; if that wasn't good enough, Week 37 saw a 0.8 pound gain.  Thankfully, Week 38 brought a nice, cool 2.0 pound loss.  Still, I wasn't doing any sort of happy dance at the scale.  I'm just pissed and angry at myself for the stupid 3 pound gain over this past few weeks.....wait, no......3.6 pound gain over the past month.  Total b.s. in my book.  And for what?  Nothing.

All I have to say is that stress can bite my lily-white butt.  I don't like it, and the scale REALLY doesn't like it.  If stress had a corporeal form, I'd drop kick it.  I've been trying hard to make sure I get plenty of sleep each night, and for those nights where I have trouble, I've been taking these melatonin supplements that I got at Trader Joes.  They have seemed to help a bit....just reset my sleep rhythm a tiny bit.  I've also been making sure I get plenty of hydration throughout the day.  I know that when I'm dehydrated I get the munchies....and obviously that's not good for weight loss.

So here's hoping that Week 39 has much better results.  I need some happy news.