Monday, June 25, 2012
I recently received a FitBit. I love that it tracks my every move, tells me my calorie burn for the day, and uses it to tell me how much I can eat that day. I set mine to "sedentary," which starts me out on the low end of my calorie intake for the day. As I am more active, I can earn more calories to eat. I also started my half-marathon training this past Tuesday. These two things together have sparked (is this the infamous "criss cross effect?"
) a new-found appreciation of tracking what I eat. I have tried it before, but have mostly been resistant. (OK, OK. "Resistant" is a little bit of an understatement. I have been digging in my heels and stubbornly refusing to do it.) But since getting the FitBit, I am eager to log my every bite to see exactly where I am at.
One of my goals is to be able to eat a serving of ice cream every day. Tonight, I was starving at dinner and so made a poor choice. I ate more than I needed. I was stuffed, uncomfortable, and over my calorie limit. I haven't had any ice cream today. I was just sitting here thinking how much I would like to have some. I realize it is not in the cards for me today unless I get a lot more active. Yet I don't feel deprived like I always have before. I realize I am in this predicament because of a choice I made earlier this evening. I feel like I can have ice cream in the morning if I want to, but I am CHOOSING not to have any tonight because I CHOSE to overeat at dinner. Without judgment, without anger or frustration, without beating myself up about it. It's simply a fact for me.
Wow. This is progress.