Usually this space is full of optimistic tales of progress and success -- sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows, as the old song says.
Tonight is different.
Tonight is (dunt, dunt, duhhhhhhhhhh . . .):
The question: What happened to my recently-cemented habit of no mindless, late night snacking last night?
My "true confession" is that that habit went right out the window!
Why? is the logical follow up question. Or, What happened?
Was there a neon sign on in my house that said "Kitchen Open Late"?
BUT, the kitchen was, in fact open late, and, to me, it was like there was a beacon or spotlight in the night, drawing me in.
Maybe someone left the door of the refrigerator open and that was the light I saw?
All I know is, I ate dinner and had lots of calories left over. I felt good.
I felt confident.
Next thing I knew, I was eating . . . a serving of leftover tuna casserole (yes, in addition, to the ravioli we had for dinner), a small container of chocolate pudding, a chocolate rice cake with peanut butter, and a bowl of watermelon sherbet.
Fortunately, there wasn't any popcorn in the house or I would have been downing copious quantities of that, dripping in melted butter.
It's also a good thing that I'm too lazy to actually get in the car and go out in the cold to get whatever it is I'm craving at the moment.
I really didn't have much in the house that I could do a lot of damage with, thanks to my new healthy eating/grocery shopping plan, so I don't think I hurt myself too much. Which, of course, isn't the point.
The point is, I COULD HAVE.
Why did this happen?
The best I can figure is that a couple of factors conspired to cause me to have a momentary (wait this is TRUE confessions) - an evening long - lapse of . . . what? Patience? Judgment? Sanity?
Not sure, but it was definitely a lapse.
The first factor, I believe, was the fact that I only got about 5 hours of sleep the night before. Definitely not enough and that meant that I was extremely tired. Never a good state to be in when you need to make good decisions.
I think the other factor was that I let myself get too hungry. I had a long session at the gym that day -- strength training and cardio -- about an hour of each. That meant I really torched a lot of calories. On top of that, I was very low on my calories for the day, even after eating full meals. So, I had nowhere near the amount of fuel I needed to get me through the night.
Both of the above factors alone might be enough to cause me to have a mini-binge and together, they did me in. But, that's ok. I'm learning from it.
Tomorrow's another big workout day for me -- strength training and 60 minutes of water aerobics -- and I know I have to plan my calories better so that my body has what it takes to meet the demands I place upon it and recover properly. That means I'll probably have a bigger breakfast and a snack with carbs and protein as soon as I get home from the gym.
And tonight, I need to get a full 8 hours of rest. Which means I'm off to bed right now.
One last thing before I go . . . my progress on this month's virtual walk:
Miles to Sleeping Bear Dunes = 110
Jan. 1 = 1.6 miles
Jan. 2 = 2 miles
Jan. 3 = 4.1 miles
Jan. 4 = 8.4 miles
Jan. 5 = 3 miles
Jan. 6 = 4.6 miles
Jan. 7 = 6 miles
Jan. 8 = 7.3 miles
Jan. 9 = 4.1 miles
Jan. 10 = 5.1 miles
Jan. 11 = 6.6 miles
Jan. 12 = 6.5 miles
Jan. 13 = 6.1 miles and counting
Miles to go = 44.6 miles to go
Good night, SparkPals.
Don't Give Up!