I'm going to blog now before I get too tired to process things.
I think I have hit a bit of a wall. I always do this about this far into good changes in my health. I don't understand why it takes so long to make a good habit, but takes such a short time to break it. My eating has been going... ok. As usual, late afternoons and evenings are my struggle. I think it's because my days are so jam-packed that if anything out of the ordinary comes up, I never catch up and don't eat until I'm famished, and then I'm grumpy and eat whatever I want. I do have to recognize my small victories. Incredibly hungry yesterday, I made it out of the grocery store with only one treat- a bag of dried apricots, which I ate for a snack last night. For dinner, I stopped at one of our favorite places and picked up a chicken salad instead of the chicken quesadilla that I wanted. Today I ended up at another store at 4ish- trouble time again. This time, I didn't make it out totally unscathed. This may sound strange, but I'm going to count it as a win. I grabbed a box of Crunch and Munch- that stuff I can down in one evening. While waiting at the checkout, candy bars were calling to me. I did some calculating. The box of popcorn/peanuts was over 1,000 calories, but the candy bar I wanted was 450. (I know, I know- it's still a lot). So I switched the box for the candy bar and ate it with less guilt.
Paul was home this afternoon and evening, and where he is, I want to be, so we just chilled and watched some tv together. We'd waited too many days to cook the steak I had planned for dinner, so he ended up with cold chicken, and I had chips and peanut butter sandwiches. Sigh. By the time 6 o'clock rolled around, I still hadn't worked out. I mentioned it to Paul, and he kindly pointed out that it wasn't too late. That was the help I needed. I jumped into my workout clothes, he dropped me off at the gym on his way to his rehearsal, and I WORKED OUT. I did core toning in between my machines, and I am feeling it now. I finished about 3 minutes before they closed and then walked home.
I came home too tired to take Pip for his walk, but I'll do that tomorrow morning before I go in.
Tomorrow, I have a chicken meal ready for the crockpot, and am determined to keep going. My steps have been strong- yesterday, they were 14,669, and today they're at 14,037.
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