Thursday, May 16, 2013
So yesterday was successful. I ate within my calorie range, I exercised. I even logged it all. And then today, I didn't eat breakfast and instead only drank a cup of coffee, ate 2 chocolate chip cookies that my co-worker decided to bake fresh not 10 feet from my desk (and what is that anyway??? Why is there a mini-oven not 10 feet from my desk that various people at work use to bake such nefarious things as chocolate chip cookies???? What is going on here?) and then had a vegetable plate for lunch (yay) complete with a side of corn muffins (boooo).
I cannot fully explain it. I don't know why I do it. I just cave and I go for all those yummy warm, delicious comfort foods. I try to be good and even though I logged it all and I still have around 500 calories for dinner and that will be easy to do because I started dinner before I left the house this morning and already logged it and know it clocks in around 300-350, it is still not good decision making on my part.
And that is why I haven't made any progress in months. Because I like food. I like cornbread. And warm chocolate chip cookies that I can smell baking from my desk. And, how, by the way, does one ask said co-worker to kindly get the h@*$ outta here with her chocolate chip cookies. I mean, really now, what is she doing? I know she is probably just trying to be nice and all that mumbo-jumbo, but some of us cannot have cookies....and asking us to turn down the warm, fresh outta the oven ones is like asking us to not to eat our mothers famous pie/cake/bread, etc. It's just not fair..... (do you here the whining in that because it was pretty awesome in my head)
So....I will go home, eat my soup that I started before I left this morning, get on the treadmill and put in that workout that I already logged today so that I would make myself do it, and then sit down with my honey and watch a movie called "King Corn" and remind myself why we eat as much as we possibly can that we make ourselves and why I have for the most part banned all pre-packaged foods from my house. There is a track somewhere in front of me and I am making my way to getting back on it.