My Scale Is A Jerk
Wednesday, May 09, 2012
Well, not really. I just didn't like what it had to tell me, even though I knew it wouldn't be pretty. And even though I said I wouldn't weigh myself, I couldn't help myself.
I am reminding myself that I retain water like crazy because this girl can't let go of ANYTHING. I also had a pretty high sodium dinner last night (the boys talked me into KFC and I was too lazy to make myself something that wasn't almost my ENTIRE DAY'S ALLOTMENT of calories, so I won't be doing THAT again!) and because I was cranky and miserable I didn't add the food to my Nutrition Tracker until AFTER I ate it. Had I done so BEFORE eating it, I probably would have eaten something else because I got the calorie version of "sticker shock". Lesson painfully learned.
Although, let me be totally honest, NOBODY thinks fried chicken is a healthy choice. NOBODY. So it's not like I'm digging my pointer into my cheek and making a dimple and batting my lashes about this. I chose to eat something unhealthy because I felt bad and I wanted to feel good. And I made an old choice rather than finding a better option. I own that.
So seeing 247 this morning hurt, but I know what I need to do. I need to work out at least 10 minutes a day (30 if I'm going to kick the Spring Into Shape Bootcamp Challenge's butt) and stay in my range. It would have been helpful if I had PLANNED MY DINNERS FOR THE WEEK, and that IS a goal for May, but I haven't yet done that. I think that planning my dinners out would avoid that whole "Hey, we have nothing defrosted, can you pick up some giant greasy fatbombs for dinner?" thing.
So my goal for this week before next Wednesday's weigh-in is to plan my meals for the rest of the week, including lunches and snacks. It would be good to have that all lined up so there's no wiggle room and I won't be swayed by the desires of skinny gawky teenage boys.
Chalk it all up to a learning experience. It's all about progress, not perfection. If I'm not working 100%, I can't expect 100%...but don't get me wrong, I'm not saying this with hostility towards myself. I'm done with beating myself up for being human. Failure isn't falling down, it's STAYING down. I'm getting back up.