Friday was tough. I woke up with another pound lost and was excited. That meant 4.2 during the workweek. Most of it was holiday bloat, but it was making a very careful decision about what to eat every moment of the day all week.
Work was tough. I am a teacher and was having an overwhelming week. We got home from our holiday travels on Sunday night and spent the rest of the week trying to catch up. I got into a morning staff meeting and there was a huge plate of bagels. I chose not to eat one (yay me) and then started to get frustrated that I couldn’t eat one. We talked about some things that are going on at school, and before you knew it, I was crying. A tough week, pure exhaustion, sugar withdrawal, and those yummy bagels just sitting there torturing me just sent me over the edge.
An hour later, I got myself recomposed, and then started crying again. Now, I had to go pick up the kids at the assembly, so I was walking through the school crying, with all these teachers and students looking at me.
Now, here is something you need to know about me. I usually don’t cry. It takes a lot. I get to read the bible passages at weddings and funerals, because I usually don’t cry. So falling apart at work was so unlike me.
Next, I began my search for food. All I wanted to do was eat. I wanted chocolate. Donuts. Chips. Anything. But, I didn’t do it. I had my small container of yogurt which I had planned. I made it past that craving. This was huge for me, because when I am stressed out, I binge.
Friday night, we had a cub scout meeting at a pizza place. I am the den leader. I intentionally ordered some side salads. I made sure to fill my plate with a huge salad before having one slice. This was a careful decision that I made before going in. The killer was not having any coke. I LOVE my soda. Love, love, love it. But I am not drinking it, not even diet. It’s so bad for you and I have quit it a few times before.
Saturday was a family party–Christmas celebration number 7 for us. I knew that I wanted dessert, so I was careful about what was on my dinner plate. I had a big salad, a bit of ham, and a meatball. Usually, my plate would have been piled high with carbs, fatty foods, and a second helping. I did have dessert, but had about 1/3 of what I would normally do.
Today, we didn’t stop moving. We started at 8 am and worked until 6 pm. We cleaned, purged, organized, and moved things. I must have gone up and down the two flights of stairs in our house 100 times. Every time I went up, I ran. I ate well. I had my egg whites for breakfast, a salad with ham for lunch, and a low-fat chicken chili (homemade in the crockpot) with salad for dinner. No cheese or sour cream on the chili and no biscuit on the side. I had a few snacks throughout the day, but tried to pick a good snack.
We’ll see what tomorrow looks like. If I am even or 1/2 lb up, I’ll be okay. Monday-Friday is much easier for me to eat.
Going to continue to walk at lunch every day (if there isn’t a blizzard) and have plans to do a video workout (most likely Jillian) on Monday and Tuesday definitely.
Time for bed. Six hours is not enough.
