And then there were seven.
Sunday, February 03, 2013
I have to figure out how to, realistically, get business together. I've slipped and drank soda again recently, and have been to Dunkin Donuts a lot more than usual. I love coffee, and even though I should give it up; I can't figure out how to do that successfully. I'm so addicted to it that without a cup, I get a terrible headache.
My mom, dad, and Kiera all came to the wedding boutique with me yesterday before work which was awesome. We got Kiera measured for her flower girl dress, and she picked out the veil I'm going to wear; while searching for her own tiara to wear. I tried on 'my' wedding dress off the rack, so that Kiera could see what it looked like, and I was reminded-again-of why I bought a size 14 dress. The dress I tried on yesterday was a 12, and it was a little tight...I had to really wiggle my hips to get into it. However, according to the sales lady who was helping me, the 12 was looser on me YESTERDAY than it was when I tried it on the last time in November. I'm not sure where I've lost the inches though because when I measured myself today, I've gained inches just about everywhere except in my chest.
As of Friday, I have exactly 7 months until I have to get into my wedding dress and marry DJ. I'm so excited I hardly recognize myself! I was never the kind of woman who thought about and planned my wedding ahead of time-but I think that's because the men I was dating weren't the right men to spend the rest of my life with; and subconsciously I knew that. That's not to say that they weren't right for me in that moment of my life though, just not right for my whole life.
So. Seven months to go and I have no clue (again) what I weigh. Every scale I step on tells me something else-the one at the doctors office says 170. The one at my mom's says 168.8, and the one we have at work says 178-180 when I use it. I suppose it's time to bite the bullet and buy my own scale. (That thought scares me, I used to be really REALLY attached to my scale, and would weigh obsessively). I need to do some research to find the right one for me, once I do that I can get a good base line. Part of me wants to say forget the scale and base it on my clothes, but I'm not sure if I can do that.
I also think it's time to start keeping a food journal again...I don't eat a LOT of food, but the choices I make aren't the best. For example, breakfast today was a 9 count hash brown; a vanilla kreme doughnut and a medium white chocolate iced coffee with a raspberry flavor shot, extra cream and extra sugar. Even though I have a full pantry and loads of fruit, I chose to drive to Dunkin Donut's and spend money on that. I don't even know how many calories that is, but I know it's bad for me.**Edit** I just plugged it into the food tracker, and my small meal is almost 600 calories. UGH. I need to seriously work on breaking the habit of convenience over quality. I did it with McDonald's, and I can do it again with Dunkin Donuts.
Goals for this week: February 4-10, 2013:
Log my food, no matter what I eat, every day. No eating out, I have a bunch of great cook books and a house full of good for me foods.
No Dunkin Donuts. If I absolutely HAVE to have coffee, there's coffee at home. Drink green tea instead.
Drink water! I've been noticing that my skin is dryer than usual lately, and I can't blame it all on the winter weather. Aim for 8 glasses of water a day.
Eat on a decent schedule. I have a terrible habit of sleeping in on days that I don't have to work and then getting up and only drinking coffee for breakfast. Lunch doesn't always happen, and then by the time dinner rolls around (usually by 9:30-10pm) I'm freaking starving and grab the first thing I see...ice cream, candy, bacon (yes, I had bacon at 9pm the other night. It was delicious, but full of salt that made me bloat so badly the next day my pants were too tight). Aim for three meals and 2-3 snacks every day. This might mean packing my own food for work, but that's okay.