Monday, July 15, 2013
2/7 days on track calories
4/7 days of exercise
I traveled for 3 days, came home for the weekend; I was not on track for 4 straight days. Monday night before I left I totally caved. BF wanted pizza to have copious amounts for leftovers so he wouldn't have to cook anything (REAL healthy plan, I know) but I don't expect him to follow my plan when I'm gone, and he only does it when I'm around because I'm the one cooking. Anyway, pizza it was. I told myself I would only have one slice but that didn't happen.
Tuesday was my first day on travel and as I wrote in my blog, I think I did okay! I'm counting that as a an "in calorie" day even though I'm not 100% positive. It is so hard to track when you don't have the exact nutrition available. I worked out at the hotel gym.
Wednesday I was working all day (part of my job is that I'm a trainer) so the people I was training were gracious enough to show me the spots for lunch. Who knew Cleveland had a Little Italy?! I tried to be good, but that is HARD with italian food. I got two sides, pesto tortellini and tomato/cucumber salad. Sort of healthy. Then they told me I couldn't leave the place without dessert (that's what it's "known" for they say!) so instead of a giant cannoli that I wanted, I got a little fluffy cookie. I got also another work out at the hotel gym, I brought my computer so I was the uber cool person doing an online-Jillian video in front of everybody. Dinner I had every intention of being good, I went to a nearby Whole Foods, I figured they would have healthy options, and hopefully ones I can track. I bought an orzo salad, bring it back, and it was moldy. WTF. That did it. I ordered room service, unhealthiness, AND a martini. I don't know why. I can come up with a million excuses. I was on my feet all day, I was tired, I was stressed, I had to drive home in some of the WORST weather (thunderstorms, tornado, flooding) I had ever encountered and it stressed me out. So there you have it, I am an emotional eater and I said f*ck it.
Thursday was more work and travel. And it was like I didn't even try to be healthy. Although I still didn't by candy at the airport. I got home in the late evening and the BF hadn't thought about dinner. Figures. So that was a wash. I also didn't have time to work out that day.
Friday and Saturday I tried to be good, and I was, until dinner. The bf wanted to go out on Friday, so that happened. Saturday we wanted to check out an area (National Harbor) that we hadn't been to before and we found a really cool wine bar. Then we went out to dinner. Fun, but badness. Only "exercise" was extensive walking.
Anyways, yesterday marked the start of week 5 of my 5 week plan. I've done too little too late to get to where I was hoping to be by the wedding this weekend. I wanted to lose a few more pounds and really tone up so I wasn't self-conscious dancing. Not gonna happen. At this point I need to just focus on eating well and eliminating the bloat and toxins I've accumulated.
These 5 weeks have really been a test for me, and I'm trying not to think I failed. I just want so badly for people (I haven't seen in a while) to notice my efforts. Why is that so important? Just because I don't have another event coming up anytime soon doesn't mean I still can't keep this up. In fact, I should. I like seeing how I've done each week and pushing myself to make it better than the last. I think it works better, for me at least, to think in terms of weeks rather than days or months.