So, I'm not doing too good at this journaling thing. This was a crazy week. That's not much of an excuse since it seems like they're all crazy.

I'm managing to log about half my food. I have noticed that since I have food tracking on my mind, I'm a little more careful about putting things in my mouth. Like last night, I was feeling snacky. Not hungry at all. I guess my teeth just needed something to do. Anyway, I passed on potato chips and made popcorn. Now, that's not as good a choice as it should be. My husband is the salty snack eater. I'm the creamy, sweet, chocolately goodness eater. My husband has more problem keeping weight on than getting rid of it, so the popcorn is the movie theater butter kind. BUT instead of eating the whole mini-bag, I pulled out a cereal bowl full for me and gave him the rest of the bag. He thought I was being thoughtful. I am being thoughtful--it's just that the thought is "I'd rather it go on his butt than on mine!" Tonight I had a cereal bowl full of potato chips instead of just opening the bag and chowing down. Little victories.

I got my exercise in this week, kind of, so far. I wanted to do 2 miles with some sprints. I only made 1-1/2 and didn't do as many sprints as I had planned. I also didn't exercise on the planned days, but that's nothing new. The main thing is that I did go back and do it later instead of just skipping. Yeah me! Those one armed side push-ups make me feel like a beached whale trying to get back in the water. Grace will never be one of my nicknames I'm afraid. But those darned floppy whale pushups sure do work your triceps!

So, my goal is to be better about logging my food. Maybe actually write down EVRYTHING one day this coming week! And get more serious about the journaling. I did 3 so far this week, maybe I can get 4 in next week. Oh and to do some more research to start buying and cooking healthier. I'm feeling better about this whole thing.