Wednesday, January 13, 2010
So today started out AWFUL. I was up at 3am with horrible cramps. I finally got back to sleep to wake up with the same pain at about 6am. It was just one bad dream after another. :(
When I finally peeled myself out of my bed, I realized I had little time to get all my workout done before I had to meet my mom to work on wedding stuff.
I've heard that working out (especially cardio) can help cramps. So I started some cardio. It did help. But I also think popping a few ibuprofen was the "real" help.
After about 30 minutes (yeah that's all I could get) I went to take a shower and realized that somehow the bubble bath popped open on the shelf and had fallen on its side and had dripped bubble goo EVERYWHERE AND ON EVERYTHING.
UGH!
I quickly called my Mom and told her I'd be running about 30 minutes late. Then I did a VERY fast clean-up (didn't finish it) and showered and ran out of the house.
Mom and I were looking at places to hold the rehearsal dinner. We wanted to go a little more light and fun since our wedding is a bit more formal.
We decided to come back to the restaurant and do a tasting that night with Jon and my dad.
After getting back to her apartment we hit the lists and tried to get some things finished. I was in need of some food. I had a small snack knowing full-well I would be having calories out of my personal control tonight with the tasting.
UGH! Food was amazing. Amazing. BUT, the calories were ridiculous. I ate as little as I could and still feel like I was giving a true idea as to what the food would taste like (we got prawns and sea bass and tuna, etc. I am a pescatarian so I don't eat meat or poultry. Only fish).
After leaving I just started to feel icky again. I wanted to take more ibuprofen, but I also needed to get my abs and legs in today.
I don't know how I did it, but I busted out the abs and legs when we got home last night. No extra cardio, but I did what I could. I barely combated the calories, though, I'm sure. Things were DRIPPING in oil.
Ok, ok, I know tomorrow is another day. And I did do well to avoid all the chocolate my mom has lying around the house. I wanted a frango mint so badly I could taste the indulgence in my mind. But I didn't.
So that was good, right?
Today's Goal: Drink water and be careful at dinner. FAIL (I know I did the best I could at dinner, but it just was a caloric fest. And I somehow lost count as to how much water I drank. Although I can tell you it most likely was NOT enough).
Tomorrow's Goal: Do my cardio before Jon gets home from work.
Calories Consumed: approx 1500?? (seriously!)
Workout:
Cardio:
3 minutes warm-up
30 minutes jog/run
(1 - 5 minutes sprint)
5 minutes cool down
Strength Training:
50 push-ups
1 set Pilates 100's
100 regular crunches
100 reverse crunches
100 oblique crunches (both sides)
100 regular squats (12 lbs each hand)
100 regular pulsed squats (12 lbs each hand)
100 plie squats (12 lbs each hand)
100 plie pulsed squats (12 lbs each hand)
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Thursday, January 14, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Day 43 - Fatigue and Breathing
Monday, January 4, 2010
So today just felt like a day of failure. I know it wasn't that bad but it sure felt like it. I was exhausted at work and felt like I wasn't accomplishing anything. I kept getting phone calls and getting caught in situations I am not equipped to handle and feeling like a jerk because I had to continually say, "I'm sorry but Paul will be back in the office on Monday, January 11th. He will be able to help you then".
Nothing frustrates me more than not having answers or a resource for my answers when working in a job. I love the alone-factor except when I don't have anyone to call in case of a situation I can't readily deal with. I do have a supervisor and he's really nice, but he doesn't know the ins and outs of the job so he can't easily assist me on most things. I've found myself having to bother Paul in Poland while he's on vacation way more than I ever wanted to.
By the time Jon Wolter showed up, (he gets off at 4:30 and this office is in walking distance to his office so I give him a ride home), I was absolutely ready to get out of dodge.
I was actually looking forward to and dreading my pending workout.
Looking forward to it because:
I did stretch and cool down. I was definitely feeling disappointed in myself but, seriously, my body was telling me, "This is all I've got today. I'll give you what I have when I have it. This is what you get today. Put me to bed soon, please."
I decided to just breathe.
Recently I've increasingly become interested in the different types of meditation. I have a brain that doesn't shut up or quiet down, easily. So usually a guided meditation is a better type for me. However, I decided to take 2 minutes and just breathe. I sat on the floor, closed my eyes and breathed. It was quite refreshing, although my brain wouldn't keep still. I concentrated on my breath and just focused on relaxing my muscles and feeling the stress drain away.
It was lovely. I finished up by doing 1/2 of the abs I normally do and just didn't even consider the legs. Once done, I crawled into a bath and Jon was making dinner. I got out and we watched one of my new favorite shows, Men of a Certain Age on TNT. There were a few Rocky references in the show and with one of them they show a similar image from the film where Rocky is standing with his arms up in the air.
I realized, tomorrow will be a better day.
Today's Goal: drink 80 oz of water = FAIL (I drank 60 oz )
Tomorrow's Goal: drink 80 oz of water. Yup I'm throwing it back in there. Tomorrow is a different day.
Calories Consumed: 1192
Workout:
Cardio:
3 minutes warm-up
35 minute jog/run/skaters
(3 - 1 minute sprints)
8 minutes cool down stretch
Strength Training:
100 push ups
50 regular crunches
50 reverse crunches
50 oblique crunches (each side)
So today just felt like a day of failure. I know it wasn't that bad but it sure felt like it. I was exhausted at work and felt like I wasn't accomplishing anything. I kept getting phone calls and getting caught in situations I am not equipped to handle and feeling like a jerk because I had to continually say, "I'm sorry but Paul will be back in the office on Monday, January 11th. He will be able to help you then".
Nothing frustrates me more than not having answers or a resource for my answers when working in a job. I love the alone-factor except when I don't have anyone to call in case of a situation I can't readily deal with. I do have a supervisor and he's really nice, but he doesn't know the ins and outs of the job so he can't easily assist me on most things. I've found myself having to bother Paul in Poland while he's on vacation way more than I ever wanted to.
By the time Jon Wolter showed up, (he gets off at 4:30 and this office is in walking distance to his office so I give him a ride home), I was absolutely ready to get out of dodge.
I was actually looking forward to and dreading my pending workout.
Looking forward to it because:
- I often get a nice boost of energy once I begin
- I was planning on watching the West Wing while doing cardio (yay)
- It wasn't being at work!
- I was completely exhausted
- It's a WORKOUT - it's not usually altogether the most fun time I've had
- It's a mental game - and that is also exhausting
- It's nearly impossible to workout at home and not notice how cluttered our apartment is
I did stretch and cool down. I was definitely feeling disappointed in myself but, seriously, my body was telling me, "This is all I've got today. I'll give you what I have when I have it. This is what you get today. Put me to bed soon, please."
I decided to just breathe.
Recently I've increasingly become interested in the different types of meditation. I have a brain that doesn't shut up or quiet down, easily. So usually a guided meditation is a better type for me. However, I decided to take 2 minutes and just breathe. I sat on the floor, closed my eyes and breathed. It was quite refreshing, although my brain wouldn't keep still. I concentrated on my breath and just focused on relaxing my muscles and feeling the stress drain away.
It was lovely. I finished up by doing 1/2 of the abs I normally do and just didn't even consider the legs. Once done, I crawled into a bath and Jon was making dinner. I got out and we watched one of my new favorite shows, Men of a Certain Age on TNT. There were a few Rocky references in the show and with one of them they show a similar image from the film where Rocky is standing with his arms up in the air.
I realized, tomorrow will be a better day.
Today's Goal: drink 80 oz of water = FAIL (I drank 60 oz )
Tomorrow's Goal: drink 80 oz of water. Yup I'm throwing it back in there. Tomorrow is a different day.
Calories Consumed: 1192
Workout:
Cardio:
3 minutes warm-up
35 minute jog/run/skaters
(3 - 1 minute sprints)
8 minutes cool down stretch
Strength Training:
100 push ups
50 regular crunches
50 reverse crunches
50 oblique crunches (each side)
Friday, January 1, 2010
Day 39 - New Years Eve and Recovery
Thursday, December 31, 2009
So today is New Years Eve! Work sucked. There was a problem with security in the mail room and towards the end of my day I was stressed and dealing with building issues. It was not a pretty day to start my happy jaunt into 2010.
But like everything else, it ended and I left.
This week has been slightly stressful. I've been waiting on some news that I wasn't able to get until 4pm today. The news would either be a relief or potentially bad. Upon arriving home I got the news and, thankfully, it was GOOD news!
But, the week of stressing, I think, caused me to have mild setbacks in my weight-loss. I've been working on staying unstressed as often as possible. Trying different tactics to keep my anxiety down and keep myself on an even keel. It's worked some of the time. But this week it just wasn't my week.
I will be blown away if the scale shows a loss of any kind tomorrow. Blown away.
Mostly because of a few factors:
1. I have been stressed.
2. I have been emotional.
3. I was not as awesome on my salt intake as I could have been
4. I upped my weights to 12 lbs for somethings which means muscle is growing
All of these factors could contribute to the scale.
I've been feeling bloated too. But I know that's to be expected here and there. All I can do is just keep up my weekly routine and trust that my body is changing even if the scale isn't showing it.
I expect setbacks, I am just trying to not feel like a failure when they happen. Although, they haven't happened yet. Tomorrow will tell exactly how/if I need to improve.
As far as doing a workout, I decided that Jon and I haven't had a night where we can just relax and watch a movie. So we did. I chose to make this day a complete recovery day. NO WORKOUT. We did our laundry and just decided to kick back, watch a movie and then wait for midnight!
It was a blast! Perfect evening.
Today's Goal: Do 3 2 minutes sprints = FAIL (well, because today became recovery day)
Tomorrow's Goal: Jump back into the workout again adding the 12 lbs to the upper body
Calories Consumed: 1206
Workout = NONE (recovery)
Here's to a brand new year! Yay for 2010! I get to get married this year!!!!!! :)
So today is New Years Eve! Work sucked. There was a problem with security in the mail room and towards the end of my day I was stressed and dealing with building issues. It was not a pretty day to start my happy jaunt into 2010.
But like everything else, it ended and I left.
This week has been slightly stressful. I've been waiting on some news that I wasn't able to get until 4pm today. The news would either be a relief or potentially bad. Upon arriving home I got the news and, thankfully, it was GOOD news!
But, the week of stressing, I think, caused me to have mild setbacks in my weight-loss. I've been working on staying unstressed as often as possible. Trying different tactics to keep my anxiety down and keep myself on an even keel. It's worked some of the time. But this week it just wasn't my week.
I will be blown away if the scale shows a loss of any kind tomorrow. Blown away.
Mostly because of a few factors:
1. I have been stressed.
2. I have been emotional.
3. I was not as awesome on my salt intake as I could have been
4. I upped my weights to 12 lbs for somethings which means muscle is growing
All of these factors could contribute to the scale.
I've been feeling bloated too. But I know that's to be expected here and there. All I can do is just keep up my weekly routine and trust that my body is changing even if the scale isn't showing it.
I expect setbacks, I am just trying to not feel like a failure when they happen. Although, they haven't happened yet. Tomorrow will tell exactly how/if I need to improve.
As far as doing a workout, I decided that Jon and I haven't had a night where we can just relax and watch a movie. So we did. I chose to make this day a complete recovery day. NO WORKOUT. We did our laundry and just decided to kick back, watch a movie and then wait for midnight!
It was a blast! Perfect evening.
Today's Goal: Do 3 2 minutes sprints = FAIL (well, because today became recovery day)
Tomorrow's Goal: Jump back into the workout again adding the 12 lbs to the upper body
Calories Consumed: 1206
Workout = NONE (recovery)
Here's to a brand new year! Yay for 2010! I get to get married this year!!!!!! :)
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Day 20 - Changes and Chanukkah shopping
Saturday, December 12, 2009
So today Jon and I had a TON of shopping to do for the family Chanukkah party scheduled for tomorrow morning. We ran around like crazy trying to fulfill the required list and had a pretty good time, considering the frustration factor!
Most wonderful, other than spending the day together, was getting to eat at Orange. I adore Orange. It is whimsical and fun and has amazing "frushi". (Fruit-sushi! A MUST try when visiting our fair windy city). I took home the bulk of my lunch expecting to eat it for dinner or breakfast/lunch on Monday.
Something was nagging at me most of the day. I'd had a dream the night before that wouldn't stop flashing in my mind:
I was invited to a very sparse OLD apartment by a friend. We were on a "break" from a seminar and were just looking for a place to rest before we had to be back in the main room. It was only too late that I realized my ex owned/lived in this place. While trying to make it as NOT awkward as possible when I saw him standing at an entrance that I didn't even
KNOW existed (you know how dreams are), holding a guitar (no clue why), I quickly got up and grabbed the bizarre project I was working on (with safety pins), and quickly fumbled my way out the door. On my strange jump down the steps I accidently jammed the pin into my thumb causing it to rip through the flesh. I was bleeding. A LOT. My friends, whom I'd been invited up to hang out, with had already gone back inside the seminar and I told them I'd catch them on the next break, but I needed to take care of this bleeding thumb. I searched for a sink, but the only one I KNEW of was the one in the weird apartment I'd been in for 2 hours. So back up the stairs I went hoping my ex would be gone. The door was cracked, I looked in and he was standing there naked (I only saw the side of him, but it was obvious he was not wearing clothes). So I walked quietly down the hall to a bench to wait until he left to go wash my thumb. He heard the floor boards creak and came busting out of the apartment with a towel on (thank goodness) and demanded: "WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU DOING HERE?"
I tried to respond and he cuts me off: "NO! GET THE F*** OUT OF HERE!" I show him my thumb and say, "I'm just looking for a sink to wash my thumb! As you can see it's bleeding!"
He says, "I DON'T F***ING CARE!" And then I woke up before I could retort.
It was weird.
When I have dreams about him, he's almost ALWAYS the sweetest, nicest guy. Proving he's changed and a better person. Or something. In this dream, I pretty much believe that's what would happen if he saw me today.
While I'm not sure why I had this dream or what it actually represents, I'm hoping my brain is taking the side of, "You made the right choice walking away", or something. Maybe the changes I'm making in my body are also, finally, working their way into my brain.
Or maybe I'm just afraid to awkwardly run into my ex.
Today's Goal: Make a healthy choice at lunch = SUCCESS!
Take my multi-vitamin = FAIL! I can't believe I forgot to take it!
Tomorrow's Goal: Try to get some cardio in (long long day tomorrow)
Take the multi-vitamin!!!
Calories Consumed: 881
Workout:
Cardio:
3 minute warm-up
45 minute (jog/run)
4 minute sprints (invisible jump rope)
3 minute cool-down
3 minute stretch
Strength Training:
100 regular crunches
100 reverse crunches
100 oblique crunches
4 rounds of Pilates 100
100 regular squats (10 lbs)
100 regular pulsed squats (10 lbs)
100 plie squats (10 lbs)
100 plie pulsed squats (10 lbs)
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Day 6 - Best Laid Plans
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Today started off with a bang. I was planning out my exercise and my food because I knew I'd be away from the house for a while and didn't want to get caught eating something unplanned.
How I thought my day would go:
1. Get up early and do 10 min. Cardio 2 (plus warm-up / cool-down) = 20 min.
2. Shower and dress for the day (I had the first table read for the film so I wanted to look nice/appropriate)
3. Get my food together for the day
4. Take Sparky to the vet for a quick vaccination
5. Drop off Wolter and head to rehearsal
6. Be at least 50% of the way through my water in-take by the time rehearsal starts
7. Have a great rehearsal and meet Wolter so we could head to Mom's to help her with her holiday list
8. Get home in time for another round of cardio (this time, Cardio 1 - 20 min with 5 min warm up, 5 min cool down)
9. Have a healthy dinner (courtesy of Wolter)
10. Do laundry!
11. Knock out another round of circuit weights (the 50's with bi's, tri's, back, shoulder, chest) at 10 lb weights.
12. Make sure I've completed my 100 oz of water
13. Log my food and write a fantastic blog about my great day!
HA!
Yeah, today did not go as originally planned.
Here's what REALLY happened:
1. Get up early and do 10 min. Cardio 2 (plus warm-up / cool-down) = 20 min.
Actually this went quite well! I got up early. Did the cardio and was happy I got that done. Day was looking good! = Win!
2. Shower and dress for the day (I had the first table read for the film so I wanted to look nice/appropriate)
I did, finally, get my butt in the shower (although I dawdled more than I'd planned) and was somewhat rushed in getting dressed. Plus, today was one of those days where everything looked icky on my body and I just wasn't feeling pretty.
= Win-sort of
3. Get my food together for the day
This was a bit rushed too. But I did manage to pack a good amount of food. Plus, I know the director and his wife are amazing and would have healthy options (and quite a spread) for us at the table-read. = Win-sort of
4. Take Sparky to the vet for a quick vaccination
Quicker than I'd imagined and he even got his nails clipped! = Win!
5. Drop off Wolter and head to rehearsal
Done and done! = Win!
6. Be at least 50% of the way through my water in-take by the time rehearsal starts
I was barely through 20 oz when rehearsal started. Plus, I'd been so early getting to rehearsal i went and hung out at a coffee shop and got a tea. So I was full of chai tea and there was just not enough room for chugging water at that point! I was feeling like my day was starting to unravel just a bit. Plus, I knew we'd be in the middle of reading through a script! It wasn't like I could pop up and go to the bathroom whenever I chose. I just figured I'd make it up later. = Possible Fail
7. Have a great rehearsal and meet Wolter so we could head to Mom's to help her with her holiday list
Had a GREAT rehearsal! Hooked up with Wolter at Mom's and began the holiday list = Win!
8. Get home in time for another round of cardio (this time, Cardio 1 - 20 min with 5 min warm up, 5 min cool down)
And here is where everything fell apart. Mom's awesome computer and the printer were not cooperating. Jon and I worked for nearly 4 hours trying to make this thing print envelopes and not make everything look like crap. I was getting testy. Jon was getting punchy. It was not going well. Mom offered to make dinner... = Fail
9. Have a healthy dinner (courtesy of Wolter)
Yeah...well...mom had taken my food issues in to consideration (which was incredibly nice of her) and I had a fairly healthy meal. However, because I was overwhelmed with how long this project was taking, my schedule was getting messed up. I was feeling defeated and frustrated because I was hungry but not for what I was "supposed to eat". That was frustrating, but, honestly, I couldn't see what it was I thought I wanted to eat. I didn't eat anything technically bad for me, but I was noting how much I all of a sudden really wanted a piece of chocolate. Or a pinwheel cookie. All because of frustration... = moderate Fail
10. Do laundry!
This was SO not happening! = Epic Fail
11. Knock out another round of circuit weights (the 50's with bi's, tri's, back, shoulder, chest) at 10 lb weights.
At this point this has yet to happen. And, honestly, it really may not happen. I'm so tired. By the time I got home it was 11:00pm! I don't know if I have the strength to finish this blog and proofread it, let alone do the weights! = Fail
12. Make sure I've completed my 100 oz of water
This did not happen. I don't even think I got close. MAYBE 50%? I mean, I'm not asleep yet. There's still time... = Fail
13. Log my food and write a fantastic blog about my great day!
At this point I want to shoot my morning self in the face for all the perkiness it had and yell obscenities at the world due to my frustration. Yeah, it's not been a stellar day. But I DID log my food, so far, and I AM writing about my...er...day. So = Fail/Win
Here's what I'm taking away from today:
I can't control everything. I know I want to. I want all my best laid plans to work when I want them to. It isn't going to happen. So, all I can do is prepare for things as I imagine them and improvise when I don't. I really did the best I could today, given the circumstances. I am irritable and cranky, well, probably because I have terrible cramps right now. Plus the frustration level at a computer that just won't communicate properly with a printer has made even the best office employee want to take a Louisville slugger to a machine now and then. It also doesn't help that my mom got a call in the middle of everything that a dear friend's son committed suicide. So she was emotional and that can kick the anxiety level up a notch, too.
Every day is a struggle. Sometimes it's a simple struggle to not be tempted by food. Sometimes it's a full-day of feeling completely behind the 8-ball.
Tomorrow is another day. I will get up and try it all again.
I can feel proud that my choices were the best they could be given my circumstances. I can't necessarily say that they would have been this good even 2 weeks ago. That's saying something. I'm human. I forget that fact once in a while.
Goal tomorrow was supposed to be Recovery day for exercise. However, depending on how I'm feeling, I may try to bust out those weights and get that moving.
Calories consumed: 751 (yes, I know, but I'm planning on having something more to eat in a bit)
Workout: Cardio 2 (10 min), warm-up (5 min), yoga/cool-down (5 min)
Today started off with a bang. I was planning out my exercise and my food because I knew I'd be away from the house for a while and didn't want to get caught eating something unplanned.
How I thought my day would go:
1. Get up early and do 10 min. Cardio 2 (plus warm-up / cool-down) = 20 min.
2. Shower and dress for the day (I had the first table read for the film so I wanted to look nice/appropriate)
3. Get my food together for the day
4. Take Sparky to the vet for a quick vaccination
5. Drop off Wolter and head to rehearsal
6. Be at least 50% of the way through my water in-take by the time rehearsal starts
7. Have a great rehearsal and meet Wolter so we could head to Mom's to help her with her holiday list
8. Get home in time for another round of cardio (this time, Cardio 1 - 20 min with 5 min warm up, 5 min cool down)
9. Have a healthy dinner (courtesy of Wolter)
10. Do laundry!
11. Knock out another round of circuit weights (the 50's with bi's, tri's, back, shoulder, chest) at 10 lb weights.
12. Make sure I've completed my 100 oz of water
13. Log my food and write a fantastic blog about my great day!
HA!
Yeah, today did not go as originally planned.
Here's what REALLY happened:
1. Get up early and do 10 min. Cardio 2 (plus warm-up / cool-down) = 20 min.
Actually this went quite well! I got up early. Did the cardio and was happy I got that done. Day was looking good! = Win!
2. Shower and dress for the day (I had the first table read for the film so I wanted to look nice/appropriate)
I did, finally, get my butt in the shower (although I dawdled more than I'd planned) and was somewhat rushed in getting dressed. Plus, today was one of those days where everything looked icky on my body and I just wasn't feeling pretty.
= Win-sort of
3. Get my food together for the day
This was a bit rushed too. But I did manage to pack a good amount of food. Plus, I know the director and his wife are amazing and would have healthy options (and quite a spread) for us at the table-read. = Win-sort of
4. Take Sparky to the vet for a quick vaccination
Quicker than I'd imagined and he even got his nails clipped! = Win!
5. Drop off Wolter and head to rehearsal
Done and done! = Win!
6. Be at least 50% of the way through my water in-take by the time rehearsal starts
I was barely through 20 oz when rehearsal started. Plus, I'd been so early getting to rehearsal i went and hung out at a coffee shop and got a tea. So I was full of chai tea and there was just not enough room for chugging water at that point! I was feeling like my day was starting to unravel just a bit. Plus, I knew we'd be in the middle of reading through a script! It wasn't like I could pop up and go to the bathroom whenever I chose. I just figured I'd make it up later. = Possible Fail
7. Have a great rehearsal and meet Wolter so we could head to Mom's to help her with her holiday list
Had a GREAT rehearsal! Hooked up with Wolter at Mom's and began the holiday list = Win!
8. Get home in time for another round of cardio (this time, Cardio 1 - 20 min with 5 min warm up, 5 min cool down)
And here is where everything fell apart. Mom's awesome computer and the printer were not cooperating. Jon and I worked for nearly 4 hours trying to make this thing print envelopes and not make everything look like crap. I was getting testy. Jon was getting punchy. It was not going well. Mom offered to make dinner... = Fail
9. Have a healthy dinner (courtesy of Wolter)
Yeah...well...mom had taken my food issues in to consideration (which was incredibly nice of her) and I had a fairly healthy meal. However, because I was overwhelmed with how long this project was taking, my schedule was getting messed up. I was feeling defeated and frustrated because I was hungry but not for what I was "supposed to eat". That was frustrating, but, honestly, I couldn't see what it was I thought I wanted to eat. I didn't eat anything technically bad for me, but I was noting how much I all of a sudden really wanted a piece of chocolate. Or a pinwheel cookie. All because of frustration... = moderate Fail
10. Do laundry!
This was SO not happening! = Epic Fail
11. Knock out another round of circuit weights (the 50's with bi's, tri's, back, shoulder, chest) at 10 lb weights.
At this point this has yet to happen. And, honestly, it really may not happen. I'm so tired. By the time I got home it was 11:00pm! I don't know if I have the strength to finish this blog and proofread it, let alone do the weights! = Fail
12. Make sure I've completed my 100 oz of water
This did not happen. I don't even think I got close. MAYBE 50%? I mean, I'm not asleep yet. There's still time... = Fail
13. Log my food and write a fantastic blog about my great day!
At this point I want to shoot my morning self in the face for all the perkiness it had and yell obscenities at the world due to my frustration. Yeah, it's not been a stellar day. But I DID log my food, so far, and I AM writing about my...er...day. So = Fail/Win
Here's what I'm taking away from today:
I can't control everything. I know I want to. I want all my best laid plans to work when I want them to. It isn't going to happen. So, all I can do is prepare for things as I imagine them and improvise when I don't. I really did the best I could today, given the circumstances. I am irritable and cranky, well, probably because I have terrible cramps right now. Plus the frustration level at a computer that just won't communicate properly with a printer has made even the best office employee want to take a Louisville slugger to a machine now and then. It also doesn't help that my mom got a call in the middle of everything that a dear friend's son committed suicide. So she was emotional and that can kick the anxiety level up a notch, too.
Every day is a struggle. Sometimes it's a simple struggle to not be tempted by food. Sometimes it's a full-day of feeling completely behind the 8-ball.
Tomorrow is another day. I will get up and try it all again.
I can feel proud that my choices were the best they could be given my circumstances. I can't necessarily say that they would have been this good even 2 weeks ago. That's saying something. I'm human. I forget that fact once in a while.
Goal tomorrow was supposed to be Recovery day for exercise. However, depending on how I'm feeling, I may try to bust out those weights and get that moving.
Calories consumed: 751 (yes, I know, but I'm planning on having something more to eat in a bit)
Workout: Cardio 2 (10 min), warm-up (5 min), yoga/cool-down (5 min)
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