Today marks the end of my first full week with Friday as my weigh-in day. Its been an interesting week – full of migraines and their associated “wonder drugs.” Tuesday, I did manage to get in a little exercise. Yesterday and today, not so much. I finally gave up and took the heavy duty painkillers yesterday, which seem to have knocked the migraine, but left me unable to get my butt off the couch.
Today, I woke up feeling better than I have all week – no migraine, not overly achy – and was immediately thrown into the sad drama that has become life for a teenage girl I know. I can’t say much about it here because she is very private and I don’t want to disrespect her privacy. She is in a very bad home situation & I am hoping to find a legal way for her to be able to come stay with us… for a while at least (she will be 18 in a few months). That zapped my plans for the day… but she needed me more than I needed to be at the gym. One day isn’t gonna make or break my success, but it made a difference for her life… so that was my choice and I would do it again in a heart beat.
My big reason for switching my weigh-in day to Friday was to try to stop the pattern of crap eating that I was falling into every week. Turns out this wasn’t a typical week since I skipped kids group last night, so I will probably wait another week or so to deem the switch a success (or not). But, my food this week has been better than it has in several weeks (or dare I say months?). I made the conscious effort to plan my meals, shop for the food and not bring extra CRAP into the house. Honestly, I didn’t my planned meals to the letter… I swapped some meals around among the days & today I skipped breakfast but ate cafeteria food at the hospital while Young Sir was in therapy. All-in-all, I stuck to planned meals (either at the planned time or another time) probably 90% of the time… and I feel good about that!
While I’m hoping my efforts with managing my food will be rewarded on the scale in the morning, I’m not overly obsessed about it right now. For me, at this point, the important thing to me is that I feel like I’m in control of my meals and food choices again… for the first time in quite some time.
As deployment is winding down, I feel like its uber important that I’m in a good place with food and strong enough to stick to my plans for exercise… because when Mr. Husband gets back its going to be a food free-for-all if I’m not careful. Imagine all of the things he is going to want to go eat on the spot when he gets home… kind of like I was the week before the dentist where I ate everything that I was going to miss – but in reverse – he’s going to be wanting to go out and eat everything he has missed while away. And, seriously, do you know how hard it is to deny him that when he’s been gone for six months???
Tomorrow is my first workout chosen by YOU… right now it looks like a tie between the StairMaster & elliptical… someone go break the tie because I’m not doing both, lol. 🙂