Tuesday, January 29, 2013
I felt myself spinning out of control lately, and it came to a head last night. As a lay feeling bloated on the couch, my husband walks in and asks are we out of frozen yogurt? Oh yes, we were. I binged on it. I'm not sure what the deep down cause was and I don't binge often.
But I'm feeling better today. Its like I needed to say, okay, I fell and now I am picking myself up, dusting myself off and starting all over again. Because I was slipping for a few days, I'm sure my weigh in tomorrow will be poor, but at least I know why. That to me is better than getting on the scale, having it up and feeling frustrated because I don't know why it is up.
Part of my frustration is I have discovered I like jogging, and I'm having trouble fitting it into my life. I am NOT a morning person, I've struggled my whole life with getting up early and I don't see that changing now. By the time I get home, I pick my son up from school and get dinner ready, after dinner it is dark. The hour each way commute doesn't help matters either. I was going on my lunch break to the gym but now my schedule is getting too busy. So I need to find something else that fits in better.