Sunday, April 13, 2014
My back was still hurting really badly on Friday morning. My dad arrived Friday night. We had a nice dinner. I had a couple glasses of wine, and Dad brought two Scottish beers for us to try, so I sampled a bit of each. I also had about 4 mini pretzels on Friday night, which are "off" my diet, but I didn't think that was a big deal. I didn't workout because of my back and because of my Dad being here. I'd already planned to not workout.
On Saturday, we got up and had breakfast together. I made sausage biscuits and muffins, but I had some lowfat cottage cheese and coffee. Dad and Daughter headed out Saturday morning after breakfast. Husband and I went out together and did a little shopping. I went to Clinique and bought myself some more lotion and concealer. Then we went to the Goodwill, where Husband found three pairs of shorts to workout in (they look brand-new). I found a cast iron pan (some kind of decorative muffin pan), and a candle that comes in a really pretty earthenware pot with a lid (I bought it for the pot). It's very Hobbity looking. I swear, I want anything and everything from Bilbo Baggins' house...including the house. I found a tee shirt for Daughter (also looks brand-new), that reads, "I like to put ketchup on my ketchup." Then we ran into the grocery store and Walmart to get a couple things. When we got home, Husband worked out, and I shaved my legs and gave myself a pedicure. I didn't workout on Saturday, either, because of my back. It was feeling better, but still not great. We enjoyed a few adult beverages last night, watched some TV, and played some sports games on the Wii. It was a fun evening. We talked about how nice it was to have some grown-up time with grown-up drinks, and to not be feeling badly about it. It felt like a real treat...which is what it should be. Alcohol or snacks like a few pretzels can't be an everyday thing. It has to be a sometimes thing. SIL and I were talking about this very thing at our last meeting. You can't say "I'm NEVER going to have cake again," or "I'm NEVER going to have pasta again," or "I'm NEVER going to have alcohol again," or whatever it is you want to avoid. That's not how life is. Sometimes, you're going to have to make a choice. I want to teach myself restraint. I want to be able to enjoy something like a specialty beer and a couple pretzels when my Dad comes for a visit (which isn't often). I'm proud of myself. I feel like I'm making good choices. I feel like I'm learning how to be NORMAL. Most importantly, because I consciously made the decisions to stay in control and not go overboard, I don't have anything to be sorry or guilty about...and that feels GREAT.
So today is Sunday. I made breakfast for Husband and myself, then watched this great show on PBS-EX called "Your Inner Fish." It was so interesting. I'm excited that Cosmos is coming on tonight, too. I love these Science shows about the Universe, evolution, etc. They are fascinating. Husband is on a bike ride, and I'm at home on the heating pad. I have it on my knee at the moment, but it was on my back a little while ago. It's feeling a bit better each day. I'm REALLY hoping that I will be able to workout again tomorrow. This is starting to drive me a little crazy. I weighed in this morning. No loss for this week. I've been doing well with my diet, but haven't exercised nearly as much over the past few days, because of my stupid knee(s) and back. I'm thinking I will go back on Phase 1 for a while. I want to keep pushing and reach my first goal. I'm less than 5 pounds away from reaching my first and second goal (lose 10% of my body weight and get below 200). I'm hoping I can achieve this goal within the next two weeks. I'd love to be under 200 by the end of April.
It sure is nice having some quiet time to myself this morning, even if I'm hurting. It's nice to just sit...enjoy some quiet time...Ahhh...I needed this.