I have been kind of silent this week. Well, more than usual. I was struggling a little bit due to a variety of things. It all started with a rotisserie chicken.
Earlier in the week, Monday it was, I went to the store and got a deal on 2 rotisserie chickens. I thought, this is good. I will have at least 4 meals out of this. Or so I thought...
By the end of night one I had eaten all of the first chicken. I had veggies too, but more chicken. My protein numbers were high and alas, my digestion was off. That was night one.
On day two I said, I have learned! I will break this up into at least two meals. I was sure of myself. I planned. I was going to stick to this.
By the end of night two I had eaten the second rotisserie chicken.
That was Tuesday. On Wednesday I realized I was running out of groceries and couldn't go shopping until Friday. This put me a little off my game. Oh and did I mention I was insatiable? I think it was hormones. That thing in the brain that tells you you're full wasn't working until I was sick! In any event, Wednesday I got lunch in the cafeteria at work (something I hadn't done since I started all this).
Inside I was thinking, first 2 chickens in 2 days, now cafeteria food, why don't you just revert to ALL of your old habits Abigail (my real name)! My inner me is soooo not nice.
On Thursday I had plans with a friend to have pizza, wings, wine, and dessert. Okay, there is a way to do this. I just didn't do it completely right. I had a great time with her! Only the next day I was dehydrated, bloated (digestion was still very off), and sick to my stomach. Oh and did I mention zero energy?!?!
On Friday I finished the leftover pizza and wings (of course) but did better in the afternoon and evening.
It is now Sunday. I feel completely back on track now. How did I get here?
Well I forgot to mention during all of my naughty days that I did track absolutely everything. Every glass of wine, every wing, every crumb of brownie! And I overestimated. With that I also checked in here everyday, albeit with some guilt and shame. I think that's why I was quiet.
After realizing this, I thought, okay Abigail, maybe you can pull this together.
On Saturday I went to Olive Garden to celebrate my daughter's 19th birthday. Before I left I went online and looked at the nutritional information of various dishes just to get an idea. This helped A LOT. I drank water and ordered the Grilled Chicken Toscano with risotto on a bed of spinach.
After dinner we went grocery shopping and my fridge, freezer, and cupboards are stocked with good food! The most awful thing in this house is probably....my Pringles. I know! I can and do portion those though.
Also, tomorrow is the beginning of the Wellness Challenge that I spoke of earlier. I am the team captain of the Purple Cobras. There are 4 of us now. I have my pedometer ready and I also bought 3 pound weights to do some strength training. So even if my knee is getting to me, at least I can do some of that.
All in all, I feel a lot better. These winter blues are getting to me. Some things in my personal life are getting to me. Yet I am determined. There will be setbacks like this and I have to remind myself of that. I have to get myself to be nicer to Abigail. And I have to also keep in mind that I didn't derail all of my efforts. I still tracked. I am still without most of my pain. I was told by a friend the other day that I am walking faster and I have noticed my ability to do a lot more activity at once without stopping.
We all have to cut ourselves a break once in a while. Easier to say than do. That's something I struggled with but overcame...for this week.