That is the term I am using for what I am doing with regards to my healthy, healthy, healthy lifestyle the last two weeks. I gained .8 lbs this week. Now, this is not "oh I am gaining muscle" or "oh I am retaining water", this is "oh, I counted points for 3 days, then did what I wanted for 4 days". I have held on to exercising, by a freaking thread.
This non-schedule kills me. KILLS me. I need to have my meals planned. I need to cook most of them myself. That is not happening. I need to limit going out for beers and what I eat after beers to at MOST one night per week. We have gone out twice per week the last two weeks, plus I ate a ton of cheese dip at lunch yesterday. I am at the place in my journey where I get attention for losing the weight, and I think "oh, I have got this". Let me tell you. I do NOT.
This is not a 'whoa' is me moment...I have a few things going for me. Like, I took a spinning class for the first time last week. It killed my lady bits, but supposedly it will not hurt that bad after 3 times. It burned tons of calories. AND, I am now 50/50, in spite of my gain. 50% bones, brains, muscles, guts, etc. AND 50% fat. Believe it or not, this is GOOD news.
Last but not least, I am holstered up and ready to go out for a 4 miler. Never been done before (by me). Wish me running luck...hopefully cheese dip is good fuel.
ETA: As you may have guessed, cheese dip is NOT good fuel. I made it running two miles, then walked and jogged the last two miles. It took me an hour. HOWEVER, I have a really good reason. No, my breathing was fine, my legs were fine, my body was fine (a bit parched but to be expected, lack of drinking water was also in play this weekend), but the real reason? I forgot to put a rubber band in my hair. My hair is long, too long, really, but I can tie it up in a bun without any "holders" and it stays put while walking and sitting. I got 1/4 a mile away when I realized I forgot to tie it up. Every two to three minutes I had to retie it and when I got to the point in my run where I thought a poor dead squirrel's tail might work well, I knew my mind had gotten the better of me, and I would have to walk more than jog. I will try again tomorrow!