One Day and One Day Only!
Wednesday, September 08, 2010
What's that you say? Today? Yep. It's wallowing day. What's that? Today is my day to sit around, drink champagne, look at dating websites, and make brownies. Before you go telling me not to solve my problems with food, some very sparky advice for which I thank you, the brownies are no sugar added, champagne is the skinniest of booze (and oh so classy) and my popcorn is light light light. But I need some indulgence, my friends. It's been a tough, tough day.
I worked an extra 3 hours, broke it to my friends and coworkers that J and I are breaking up (talk about an energy-suck), he is going out tonight with someone (who knows?! A GIRL?? I actually am not feeling that curious or jealous... thanks, champagne!) and I am left EXHAUSTED. I know it would be a lot more positive for me to spring into action right now, begin the process of finding an apartment, moving, subletting or clear my head with a nice, long run but I think having one day where I lackadaisically wallow is just what the doctor ordered. Tomorrow I will run, swim, and return to my sugar-free life. I will be positive, look towards the future, and stay away from the things that will tempt me away from my healthy lifestyle. tonight, however, it's me, microwave popcorn, and old BBC comedies.
I know myself. By giving myself one night of boo-hoo Bridget Jones' style break-up comfort, I will be able to go through the rest of the process much stronger and without leaning on sweets, booze (though maybe still leaning some on BBC...) and with LOADS more energy. Even though I'm certainly not interested in dating right now, the motivation to lose weight has never been greater. I really am looking forward to this unknown world of being thin and single. Despite the money troubles waiting for me, I decided to sign up for a sprint triathlon next Spring. By that time I should be at my goal weight, super fit, and... well... WHO KNOWS! The world is my unpredictable oyster.
So 3 cheers to an evening of indulgence followed by an 8 mile run in the morning. Scold me if you must (in fact, I asked you to, if I recall...) but know that tomorrow is a new day and I look forward to telling you all about my awesome tomorrow.