Thursday, April 26, 2012
I couldn't resist the invitation and I do think it's important to spend time with friends/coworkers... But then I didn't stop myself from overeating. I was all prepared to just eat HALF of my spinach quesadilla. But one more bite turned into 4 or 5 more bites. #@*(!?!
I told myself I'd workout in the evening, but then that didn't happen either.
Trying not to beat myself up over it and just let today's GOOD DAY (I WILL HAVE A GOOD DAY TODAY) even up my weekly average.
frickin'frackin. THIS is why I don't lose the weight.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
That is the question. See, usually on Wednesdays my team has a meeting at 11:00, and then the three of us go out to lunch. It's the only day we do, and my other lunch hours are typically filled up with errands or workouts.
This week I haven't managed a full 30-minute workout yet, and I really need to today.
It will take a LOT of resolve to skip the outing today... but deep down I know I have to commit to myself and my goals....
I'll let you know what happens.
Friday, April 20, 2012
Today's a strength day. I'm starting to like those. It doesn't take very long, and the next day you feel the GOOD SORE that makes you know you did something!
My fajitas last night were delicious, and my house smelled divine! I didn't even get the tortilla chips out of the pantry. So THERE, tortilla chips! Who needs you?!
We have a lot to do this weekend, as always. Cleaning the house, spring shopping, going over our health insurance selections (ugh, but grateful), and playing with the kidlets. I bought a book called "No Regrets Parenting." The author says you only have 940 Saturdays between birth of your kids and college, and by the time they're five, you've lost 260 of those!! So make them count! Which is why I'm always wanting to go have a picnic on the weekends.
Hope the weather cooperates! Happy Friday, SparkFriends!
Thursday, April 19, 2012
The early part of April has been difficult; our 15-year-old dog, Napoleon, got sick during our kids' Spring Break. It was seredipitous that it happened to be a week when we were, my husband and I, both available to take him to the vet, visit him, etc. He was in the hospital for nearly a full week, with no improvement, and he could no longer walk... So we had to say goodbye to him. It still gets me right in the gut, to stop and think about that week, and that day, especially for my husband, who had raised him from birth.
But we're okay, and adjusting to this different life. It's not that we played with him 24 hours a day, but his presence is definitely missing, and missed, in our house. We don't want another dog yet; not for a while.
Anyway, stuff got in the way and I haven't exercised much over the past 3 weeks, but I am back to it this week and feeling good. And I've been doing fairly well, sticking close to 1450 calories (the low end of my range) almost all week.
Our beach vacation is coming up in June. Last night when I was thinking about what I want for that week, I had a revelation -- I didn't say, "I want to weigh 135 when I'm at the beach;" I said (to myself), "I want to feel good at the beach." I'm excited and embracing that. If I keep working out, I think I can accomplish that goal.
I'm making chicken fajitas tonight and SO excited. I love fajitas. The peppers and onions are so good, they don't even need cheese. ;) As long as I stay far from the tortilla chips I will be GOOD TO GO.
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