That's right. I looked into the face of a no weight loss last week and responded by walking 4.25 moderate miles on Monday, 2 moderate miles on Tuesday, 2 brisk miles on Wednesday (with a trip to Curves) and went to Curves on Thursday only to claim Friday as my "well-deserved body rest day" and to fall hook, line and sinker into eating two desserts (yummy eclair cake and yummy frozen strawberry cake), a cheeseburger and as much cucumbers and fruit as I could swallow on July 4.
I'm not sure what I did eat was outside of my point limit. It didn't feel like over indulging, since I know my quantities were small. BUT I stopped counting my points all day yesterday and all day today.
I started fine at breakfast. I was going great at lunch and then in the face of a fun social atmosphere, I jumped off the truck wholeheartedly to reward myself with -- Food. And it was awesome food. I feel guilt because I'm one of those, but I also know I just have to wake up, learn from my behavior and start over a stronger woman.
This week, I have more mental challenges ahead. Namely, in addition to my regular workout schedule, I HAVE to get back on the wagon and write down my food BEFORE I eat it.
But mostly, I'm going to be miserable and grouchy while doing Mr. Miyagi's training regimen. I was out there for two hours today, and almost got four panels of fence done on one side in two hours.
Tomorrow, I have weekend cookout number 2. I'm imagining it's going to go better in the diet category for three reasons. 1) The hostess is also on Weight Watchers. 2) One of the other guests is vegan, I believe. 3) There is a swimming pool, that if X-man has his way, I will never get out of (and neither will he, if Ms. Thang's splasher pool was any indication on Friday.)
Other things I have to look forward to this summer: two weddings, a family reunion of sorts and KTDID visiting. Lots of food/temptation hoops to jump through. But Misc and Quigs might be making my life easier by giving/loaning me their retired bike trailer and bike (respectively).
And is it me, or have folks around town and online been on a pretty serious anti-Shampoo-Banana trip lately? It can't be the glorious weather, can it? (Everyone pushing 30-42 weeks of pregnancy is, of course, exempt from needing to explain their moods.) But seriously, I need like a damn ray of positivity or two. Anyone out there got one to shine my way?
I think I just need to find a yoga class that meets during the daytime (between 9 a.m. and 3 p.m.). Anyone have any suggestions? I'm looking at the Modified Hatha class at the Living Yoga Center from 12:30-1:30 p.m. since that's where I took my regular Hatha (before I messed up the tendons in my feet wearing bad shoes while pregnant) and my Introduction class.
As an awesome sidenote: MacTroll and I celebrated 16 years together today by taking X-man to see Wall-E. He did GREAT and loved the movie. As he walked out of the theater holding the plastic popcorn bucket we borrowed from Rogers, he looked like such a big boy. Mostly he just wanted, "More Wall-E, Mama. More — puh-leeeease?"
