Friday, March 19, 2010
Weekends are typically my nemesis. During the week when I work all day it's easy to be 'in my routine'. Go to the gym, make my breakfast of egg beaters & laughing cow cheese and a couple slices of low cal/hi fiber toast. A big salad and frozen entree for lunch, then I'm usually only about 600 calories into my day when it's time to go home.
Weekends, on the other hand, are both wonderful (obviously) and terrible, because I'm a snacker, and the kitchen is THIS CLOSE all weekend long. Ugh! I can undo an entire week of doing good in 48 short hours.
I've been doing so well the last few weeks, but this week was my real test. It's Spring Break so I took a few days off to stay home with the hubby and kiddos and I was really worried about the long weekend, but I have to say that I'm pretty darned proud of myself. I've been sticking to my workouts, hitting the treadmill here at home instead of the gym, and logging every bite that goes into my mouth and even though we've been to the movies and the circus I've been OK. Haven't gone over my calories once, although I was a bit over on fat yesterday.
Still two days to go, and we have people coming over tomorrow - but I think I'm gonna be OK this time. Wouldn't it be wonderful if this could become a new way of handling the weekends? I'm working on it, one weekend at a time. :)