This morning started out well with a good walk. I was tired and decided to walk without hills...I am so glad I did as I ran into one of my WW buddies on the bike trail. She walked with me a ways, we had a good chat, and then I was to my car and she headed back.
Breakfast and my morning snack were fine. Lunch was fine...shortly after lunch things went horribly wrong. I don't know what comes over me sometimes that I think I need to eat a bit of this, a bit of that, and so on. I didn't track the madness and have no idea how many pp I consumed. Ugh.
When my husband got home from work I half seriously asked him to take me and my trike to the bike trail...without hesitation he told me yes. He is so good to me...maybe it was because there was a fresh box of beer waiting for him in the fridge!?!? I jumped up and changed my clothes as fast as I could. I got to the bike trail planning to ride 6 miles. I ended up riding 8 and the last few were fast as it was getting dark fast and I was freaking myself out...my legs were spinning like I was a woman being chased in a LifeTime movie.
My hubby came back for me, I made dinner, ate, watched the Novela with my hubby, did dishes, and here I am. For dinner I made lean burgers and baked fries...if I hadn't had eaten like I did earlier in the day, this dinner would have been perfect. After dinner I thought I needed some ice cream...I stopped eating it about 3/4 of the way through.
If I could get my eating more consistent I know that scale would move faster in the right direction. I surely have activity down and feel like today my walk and bike ride were wiped out by my eating. I know a huge part of my eating problem is due to lack of a good schedule and and abundance of conflict, struggle, and constant chaos. I have got to find a good balance and figure out how to work everything in. So far I have earned 10pp and reached 173% on my ActiveLink.
Day 88...Food...Fail...Activity...Success!
Onto Day 89...I may not be perfect, but I am far from where I started, and I am NOT giving up!
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