Crazy busy
This has been one of those crazy busy weeks. Coming on the heels of a hectic weekend, that has been a lot to handle. No worries, I haven’t completely gone off the deep end. But food isn’t quite as on track as I would like.
We started removing the old wallpaper from the hall bathroom Monday. Today is my boy’s birthday, so I look forward to a delicious dinner at his restaurant of his choice – Hooter’s! :-O Nice weather has made everything a wee bit easier. I finally got all my reporting submitted for my treasurer job in my medieval group. Ugh! We already have a commitment Saturday, but I may bail & send my husband alone! I know, evil. But I need a quiet day!!!!
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Monday, February 26, 2007
Friday, February 23, 2007
Five weeks
Five weeks from tomorrow we will be going to the beach. Will I use those weeks well, or foolishly?
Here's what I'd like to see in 5 weeks:
A weight within a pound or 2 of 155.
My husband employeed. (I realize that I have no control over this.)
Me back into the routines that make me happy.
A new floor!
Nothing profound today. Did you know that if you chase your son around the house because you suspect he is trying to sneak a second Coke into his bedroom hidden in his pants, you might split your own. No, I didn't - but my husband did! ;-O
Five weeks from tomorrow we will be going to the beach. Will I use those weeks well, or foolishly?
Here's what I'd like to see in 5 weeks:
A weight within a pound or 2 of 155.
My husband employeed. (I realize that I have no control over this.)
Me back into the routines that make me happy.
A new floor!
Nothing profound today. Did you know that if you chase your son around the house because you suspect he is trying to sneak a second Coke into his bedroom hidden in his pants, you might split your own. No, I didn't - but my husband did! ;-O
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Ready for something good
This has been a good week so far. Food has been on track and I have managed some exercise every day – even if it’s just walking a couple of miles in the ‘hood. I was a bit cranky yesterday morning, but overall my attitude has been pretty good. The boy and hub have been getting along – they even went to the movies together last night and left me home ALONE!!! Woo hoo!
This is going to be a busy weekend, so I decided to take a half day off of work tomorrow. I am having dinner guests Friday night, the boy has a tae kwon do test Saturday AM, then he has his birthday party/sleep over Saturday night. Sunday we are going to Lowe’s to pick out/pick up the stuff for the boy’s bathroom re-do. I have to admit, he has picked stuff I like too, and I am excited that we are getting to do something in there.
I am trying not to freak out about the fact that hub still isn’t working. We’re good for another 6-8 weeks. We have our tax return coming soon (as soon as I get the darn taxes done!) and his check in June. If we live a bit lean, we’re fine for quite a while. It means we can’t pay down bills the way I’d like or do some of the extras, but we’ll be okay. I keep telling myself that so I will not panic. I think the fact that I’m not panicking is helping to keep him on an even keel.
Next week I am going back to a more formal eating and exercise plan, but for now my habits are getting cleaned back up, and that’s certainly a step in the right direction.
This has been a good week so far. Food has been on track and I have managed some exercise every day – even if it’s just walking a couple of miles in the ‘hood. I was a bit cranky yesterday morning, but overall my attitude has been pretty good. The boy and hub have been getting along – they even went to the movies together last night and left me home ALONE!!! Woo hoo!
This is going to be a busy weekend, so I decided to take a half day off of work tomorrow. I am having dinner guests Friday night, the boy has a tae kwon do test Saturday AM, then he has his birthday party/sleep over Saturday night. Sunday we are going to Lowe’s to pick out/pick up the stuff for the boy’s bathroom re-do. I have to admit, he has picked stuff I like too, and I am excited that we are getting to do something in there.
I am trying not to freak out about the fact that hub still isn’t working. We’re good for another 6-8 weeks. We have our tax return coming soon (as soon as I get the darn taxes done!) and his check in June. If we live a bit lean, we’re fine for quite a while. It means we can’t pay down bills the way I’d like or do some of the extras, but we’ll be okay. I keep telling myself that so I will not panic. I think the fact that I’m not panicking is helping to keep him on an even keel.
Next week I am going back to a more formal eating and exercise plan, but for now my habits are getting cleaned back up, and that’s certainly a step in the right direction.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
End of the line
The good news is I’ve eaten on plan for 2 days. Monday afternoon the hub & I went to the gym. Yesterday morning I got up and walked. We have a date to hit the gym this afternoon, and plans to go lift tomorrow morning.
I am particularly grateful that I seem to have gotten the stress down to a manageable level since I am nearly out of pants. I have one pair of jeans that fit. My Chino’s dress pants (I have 2 pair) look okay as long as I am wearing a long sweater. I’m trying not to go off the deep end and wig out & try to starve myself. But I am feeling panicky at the realization that I am at the top of my wardrobe. That’s scary.
But we aren’t focusing on that, instead we’re focusing on the positive steps I’ve made!
"Puberty is like a roller coaster. Sometimes its so steep you can't even see the track. Unfortunately, parents are strapped in the back seat."
Having a conversation with my son is quite the adventure these days. For one, he isn’t capable of rational thought anymore, and two, he cannot articulate his needs. I was so happy when around age 3, he could finally tell me what he needed. I’m so sad that skill seems to have vanished.
Last night we had a very interesting conversation. It took somewhere around 90 minutes – largely because he kept getting frustrated and leaving. We’d attempt rational conversation again, make a bit of headway, and he’d get frustrated and go to his room. 90 minutes to get at the following: he would like to paint his bedroom a more mature color and he would like the hall bathroom to be his (currently my husband uses it).
Could he say that? Of course not. First he had to have a fit when I wouldn’t let him paint his room black with spray paint highlights. Then he decided to have a cow because of the home improvement projects that need to be done, we decided that replacing the worn out carpeting in the common areas was the highest. (My husband receives profit sharing twice a year from the reservation. We use the June check for house maintenance and to pay for pennsic.)
The boy wants top priority to be gutting the hall bathroom. The problem is that it looks okay and everything works. So its hard to justify making that the top priority. I’m not crazy about the hall bathroom either – it looks like a hotel room bathroom – beige, impersonal, and trapped in the 80s.
After much back and forth and dramatics, we finally agreed that we would paint the walls, paint the cabinet, replace the towel bars and possible counter, and add some storage to the walls so that he would have a place to put stuff. Hub has to continue to use the shower, but we agreed that he would move most of his stuff out so it would be mainly the boy’s bathroom.
At the end of it all, it was a win in that we met everyone’s needs, but lordy it wasn’t easy!
The good news is I’ve eaten on plan for 2 days. Monday afternoon the hub & I went to the gym. Yesterday morning I got up and walked. We have a date to hit the gym this afternoon, and plans to go lift tomorrow morning.
I am particularly grateful that I seem to have gotten the stress down to a manageable level since I am nearly out of pants. I have one pair of jeans that fit. My Chino’s dress pants (I have 2 pair) look okay as long as I am wearing a long sweater. I’m trying not to go off the deep end and wig out & try to starve myself. But I am feeling panicky at the realization that I am at the top of my wardrobe. That’s scary.
But we aren’t focusing on that, instead we’re focusing on the positive steps I’ve made!
"Puberty is like a roller coaster. Sometimes its so steep you can't even see the track. Unfortunately, parents are strapped in the back seat."
Having a conversation with my son is quite the adventure these days. For one, he isn’t capable of rational thought anymore, and two, he cannot articulate his needs. I was so happy when around age 3, he could finally tell me what he needed. I’m so sad that skill seems to have vanished.
Last night we had a very interesting conversation. It took somewhere around 90 minutes – largely because he kept getting frustrated and leaving. We’d attempt rational conversation again, make a bit of headway, and he’d get frustrated and go to his room. 90 minutes to get at the following: he would like to paint his bedroom a more mature color and he would like the hall bathroom to be his (currently my husband uses it).
Could he say that? Of course not. First he had to have a fit when I wouldn’t let him paint his room black with spray paint highlights. Then he decided to have a cow because of the home improvement projects that need to be done, we decided that replacing the worn out carpeting in the common areas was the highest. (My husband receives profit sharing twice a year from the reservation. We use the June check for house maintenance and to pay for pennsic.)
The boy wants top priority to be gutting the hall bathroom. The problem is that it looks okay and everything works. So its hard to justify making that the top priority. I’m not crazy about the hall bathroom either – it looks like a hotel room bathroom – beige, impersonal, and trapped in the 80s.
After much back and forth and dramatics, we finally agreed that we would paint the walls, paint the cabinet, replace the towel bars and possible counter, and add some storage to the walls so that he would have a place to put stuff. Hub has to continue to use the shower, but we agreed that he would move most of his stuff out so it would be mainly the boy’s bathroom.
At the end of it all, it was a win in that we met everyone’s needs, but lordy it wasn’t easy!
Monday, February 19, 2007
Where’d the weekend go??
I can’t believe how quickly the weekend went! Partly because I was feeling oogy Saturday afternoon & spent it just sitting around, but the weekend felt like it flew! Saturday AM I went art supply shopping with a girlfriend, then just sat around that afternoon. I was feeling better after supper, and did some painting (I do pages like were in medieval books, with the calligraphy, fancy border painting, and goldwork). Sunday was shopping, working on the treasurer stuff, more painting, and cleaning the house. Then we had friends over for supper and poof – there went the weekend!
Hub cleaned the garage Friday and worked some on the house. It was nice to have a clean house for guests. As you can see, I never got around to doing any food prep for the week – eek! Luckily the boy is up at his grandpa’s, so the only one left lunchless was me. I will remedy that tonight!
My biggest gripe about the weekend? Too much eating out, zero trips to the gym, over snacking Friday and Sunday nights. Oh, I guess that’s 3 gripes!
My son went skiing with a friend this weekend, then up to camp grandpa. I am hoping the getaway has improved his outlook. His birthday party is next weekend, so that should put him in a good mood! And give me an excuse to insist that he clean his room! :-O
I can’t believe how quickly the weekend went! Partly because I was feeling oogy Saturday afternoon & spent it just sitting around, but the weekend felt like it flew! Saturday AM I went art supply shopping with a girlfriend, then just sat around that afternoon. I was feeling better after supper, and did some painting (I do pages like were in medieval books, with the calligraphy, fancy border painting, and goldwork). Sunday was shopping, working on the treasurer stuff, more painting, and cleaning the house. Then we had friends over for supper and poof – there went the weekend!
Hub cleaned the garage Friday and worked some on the house. It was nice to have a clean house for guests. As you can see, I never got around to doing any food prep for the week – eek! Luckily the boy is up at his grandpa’s, so the only one left lunchless was me. I will remedy that tonight!
My biggest gripe about the weekend? Too much eating out, zero trips to the gym, over snacking Friday and Sunday nights. Oh, I guess that’s 3 gripes!
My son went skiing with a friend this weekend, then up to camp grandpa. I am hoping the getaway has improved his outlook. His birthday party is next weekend, so that should put him in a good mood! And give me an excuse to insist that he clean his room! :-O
Friday, February 16, 2007
Continued improvement of a sort
Last night I had a (relatively) healthy snack after dinner. I baked 2 corn tortillas to make some chips, and washed them down with an ice cold faux Milwaukee. My gym bag is in the car. After I got my bonus, I treated myself to a set of CDs from “Cardio Coach” – these are music with a coach guiding you through interval training. Interval training is so awesome for you; I’m hoping this will help keep it fresh and help me ‘get my groove back’.
I’m looking forward to a quiet weekend at home. Other than doing paperwork, I have nothing planned other than perhaps some sewing. The boy is going snow skiing with a friend.
The hub still isn’t working. I can’t begin to describe all the ways this is putting stress on our lives. There is the obvious financial strain. Fortunately I received a pretty generous bonus this year, so we’re covered for a while. I’ll have a better picture of that after I do our taxes. But the fact is I don’t make enough to cover our expenses. Even with some scaling back, I can’t cover us.
The far more insidious problem is how it’s affecting my husband. He was raised to believe you aren’t a man if you aren’t providing for your family. Working as hard as you can is what you do. For him not to be able to do that is very stressful. Unfortunately, we are the recipients of this stress.
He has been ultra critical of the boy, straining their relationship past the breaking point. As a result of the latest huge argument, the boy went & stayed over at my mom’s this week.
I’m getting frustrated because my husband isn’t doing jack. I mean, its difficult, but I wouldn’t feel so bad if he were using this time to get some things accomplished that are on his “to do” list. At least we’d be able to look back on this time and say, yes, this was a stressful time, but at least several things were accomplished. I would consider that a fair trade-off. But he isn’t even keeping the house picked up & the laundry done, let alone doing anything else! That makes me feel like I’m shouldering everything, and I am beginning to feel very resentful. This is one of the ‘bad’ times that we go through, but I feel like he isn’t doing much to help himself. I would feel a bit more empathetic if I felt like he were continuing to contribute to the family in a way he can, instead of ‘checking out’.
Got the thing straightened out at the boys school. She apologized. I think she’s sorry – for getting busted. She’s a highly opinionated lady who likes to give her opinion. I think she will be a bit more on her toes from now on.
Last night I had a (relatively) healthy snack after dinner. I baked 2 corn tortillas to make some chips, and washed them down with an ice cold faux Milwaukee. My gym bag is in the car. After I got my bonus, I treated myself to a set of CDs from “Cardio Coach” – these are music with a coach guiding you through interval training. Interval training is so awesome for you; I’m hoping this will help keep it fresh and help me ‘get my groove back’.
I’m looking forward to a quiet weekend at home. Other than doing paperwork, I have nothing planned other than perhaps some sewing. The boy is going snow skiing with a friend.
The hub still isn’t working. I can’t begin to describe all the ways this is putting stress on our lives. There is the obvious financial strain. Fortunately I received a pretty generous bonus this year, so we’re covered for a while. I’ll have a better picture of that after I do our taxes. But the fact is I don’t make enough to cover our expenses. Even with some scaling back, I can’t cover us.
The far more insidious problem is how it’s affecting my husband. He was raised to believe you aren’t a man if you aren’t providing for your family. Working as hard as you can is what you do. For him not to be able to do that is very stressful. Unfortunately, we are the recipients of this stress.
He has been ultra critical of the boy, straining their relationship past the breaking point. As a result of the latest huge argument, the boy went & stayed over at my mom’s this week.
I’m getting frustrated because my husband isn’t doing jack. I mean, its difficult, but I wouldn’t feel so bad if he were using this time to get some things accomplished that are on his “to do” list. At least we’d be able to look back on this time and say, yes, this was a stressful time, but at least several things were accomplished. I would consider that a fair trade-off. But he isn’t even keeping the house picked up & the laundry done, let alone doing anything else! That makes me feel like I’m shouldering everything, and I am beginning to feel very resentful. This is one of the ‘bad’ times that we go through, but I feel like he isn’t doing much to help himself. I would feel a bit more empathetic if I felt like he were continuing to contribute to the family in a way he can, instead of ‘checking out’.
Got the thing straightened out at the boys school. She apologized. I think she’s sorry – for getting busted. She’s a highly opinionated lady who likes to give her opinion. I think she will be a bit more on her toes from now on.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Beware the wrath of an angry mommy
Something happened at my son’s school yesterday that disturbed me greatly. My son goes to a Christian school, so I expect a certain amount of discussion around Christian values. However, one of his teacher’s seems to feel that stating her brand of Christianity as fact is acceptable.
Yesterday, she told my son that he would never see Carmen again because dogs don’t have souls and don’t go to heaven. I mean, can you think of anything more insensitive and inappropriate to say to an 11 year old that just lost a beloved pet? We happen to believe that ALL animals go to heaven because they don’t have free will. They can’t be evil, and therefore that’s where they go when they die. I realize not all Christians believe this, but not all Christians believe her way either. But she stated it as indisputable fact, so you can imagine how upset he was when he got picked up from school. This is the same “teacher” who told the class she hated Christmas because Santa Claus is a lie.
My mom, husband, and I are meeting with her and the principal at 12:45 today.
Baby steps. I had beer after dinner, but no snacks. Please tell me that’s an improvement!
Something happened at my son’s school yesterday that disturbed me greatly. My son goes to a Christian school, so I expect a certain amount of discussion around Christian values. However, one of his teacher’s seems to feel that stating her brand of Christianity as fact is acceptable.
Yesterday, she told my son that he would never see Carmen again because dogs don’t have souls and don’t go to heaven. I mean, can you think of anything more insensitive and inappropriate to say to an 11 year old that just lost a beloved pet? We happen to believe that ALL animals go to heaven because they don’t have free will. They can’t be evil, and therefore that’s where they go when they die. I realize not all Christians believe this, but not all Christians believe her way either. But she stated it as indisputable fact, so you can imagine how upset he was when he got picked up from school. This is the same “teacher” who told the class she hated Christmas because Santa Claus is a lie.
My mom, husband, and I are meeting with her and the principal at 12:45 today.
Baby steps. I had beer after dinner, but no snacks. Please tell me that’s an improvement!
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Friday, February 09, 2007
Let them eat cake
Some days you’re the dog, and some days you’re the hydrant.
A friend of ours is putting on a “tea” tomorrow afternoon at the medieval thing we’re going to. She needs help making the food, and I offered to bake a cake. I have one of those fancy schmancy bundt cake pans that has this cool fleur de lys design, and a fabulous recipe for a wine cake. I want the cake to be as fresh as possible, so I get up this morning at 5 AM to bake this cake. Which I do. I go to put it on the cake plate and guess what? It sticks to the fancy bundt pan, breaking into a big “pile o’ mess cake”!!!
Because I am a good friend, and because I promised her a cake, and because I refuse to be brought low on a Friday by a CAKE PAN, I do what any self respecting woman would do – I wake up my husband and tell him I need him to go to the store and get more ingredients so I can make ANOTHER cake. Which he does, managing (with the help of a phone call) to procure the correct ingredients. So then I make another cake, after using enough Baker’s Joy in the bundt pan to cook a 40 tier wedding cake. And the cake comes out, and it looks nice. And then my husband asks why I threw the broken one away because I could’ve packed it in our picnic basket.
That man cracks me up.
Eating has been for crap, exercise has been non-existent. I just haven’t cared. Its pitiful really. Maybe getting away for the weekend will help to renew my spirit. I've just felt totally uninvolved in my own life this week.
Some days you’re the dog, and some days you’re the hydrant.
A friend of ours is putting on a “tea” tomorrow afternoon at the medieval thing we’re going to. She needs help making the food, and I offered to bake a cake. I have one of those fancy schmancy bundt cake pans that has this cool fleur de lys design, and a fabulous recipe for a wine cake. I want the cake to be as fresh as possible, so I get up this morning at 5 AM to bake this cake. Which I do. I go to put it on the cake plate and guess what? It sticks to the fancy bundt pan, breaking into a big “pile o’ mess cake”!!!
Because I am a good friend, and because I promised her a cake, and because I refuse to be brought low on a Friday by a CAKE PAN, I do what any self respecting woman would do – I wake up my husband and tell him I need him to go to the store and get more ingredients so I can make ANOTHER cake. Which he does, managing (with the help of a phone call) to procure the correct ingredients. So then I make another cake, after using enough Baker’s Joy in the bundt pan to cook a 40 tier wedding cake. And the cake comes out, and it looks nice. And then my husband asks why I threw the broken one away because I could’ve packed it in our picnic basket.
That man cracks me up.
Eating has been for crap, exercise has been non-existent. I just haven’t cared. Its pitiful really. Maybe getting away for the weekend will help to renew my spirit. I've just felt totally uninvolved in my own life this week.
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
The amazing sense of nothing
Baby steps. I don’t want to do anything. This week, I am taking a week off – no weight lifting, no high intensity workouts, just basic cardio and focusing on good food choices. It just feels too overwhelming right now. I’ll focus on not backsliding and keeping my head up.
The hub still isn’t working. Its very hard on him. His stress is manifesting itself in a variety of ways: there are several things he could be working on around the house, but he isn’t. I have a half built table sitting in my dining room (in my way), but he can’t seem to finish. He spends most of the day watching tv as near as I can figure. He acts like a jerk to the boy. He’s rarely friendly or loving any more – he is constantly critical.
I got my bonus last week. If we’re careful, we can easily go another couple of months without him bringing home any money. But the emotional toll on him is huge. Its really affecting me. No wonder I feel so stressed.
Baby steps. I don’t want to do anything. This week, I am taking a week off – no weight lifting, no high intensity workouts, just basic cardio and focusing on good food choices. It just feels too overwhelming right now. I’ll focus on not backsliding and keeping my head up.
The hub still isn’t working. Its very hard on him. His stress is manifesting itself in a variety of ways: there are several things he could be working on around the house, but he isn’t. I have a half built table sitting in my dining room (in my way), but he can’t seem to finish. He spends most of the day watching tv as near as I can figure. He acts like a jerk to the boy. He’s rarely friendly or loving any more – he is constantly critical.
I got my bonus last week. If we’re careful, we can easily go another couple of months without him bringing home any money. But the emotional toll on him is huge. Its really affecting me. No wonder I feel so stressed.
Monday, February 05, 2007
Happy feet, sad heart
While my weekend was fine, I have to say I spent most of it with a heavy heart (and an overfull belly). I guess the thing with MIL, the pain it causes hub, missing my dog, and just being busy left me feeling just really down, tired of battling my weight, feeling like I'm on the losing end. I came in to today planning to take off early this afternoon because I just feel like I need a bit of time to recharge. Plus, the boy is home sick and the hub needs some time to take care of a couple of things himself.
BTW, he called his mom and told her that he thought she took my mom's things, and he would be very happy if they reappeared.
In happier news, I bought new running shoes! I accidentally took my old shoes with me to the gym the other day, causing my feet a lot of hurt. If my "B" shoes do that, then they need to be the yard shoes. My husband laughed when I brought the new shoes home - they look virtually like the ones I have now. Hey - they were my size, I love New Balance, and they were on sale.
Sorry to be such a bummer. Nothing major is wrong, just some wintertime blues. I'll get over it in a day or two.
While my weekend was fine, I have to say I spent most of it with a heavy heart (and an overfull belly). I guess the thing with MIL, the pain it causes hub, missing my dog, and just being busy left me feeling just really down, tired of battling my weight, feeling like I'm on the losing end. I came in to today planning to take off early this afternoon because I just feel like I need a bit of time to recharge. Plus, the boy is home sick and the hub needs some time to take care of a couple of things himself.
BTW, he called his mom and told her that he thought she took my mom's things, and he would be very happy if they reappeared.
In happier news, I bought new running shoes! I accidentally took my old shoes with me to the gym the other day, causing my feet a lot of hurt. If my "B" shoes do that, then they need to be the yard shoes. My husband laughed when I brought the new shoes home - they look virtually like the ones I have now. Hey - they were my size, I love New Balance, and they were on sale.
Sorry to be such a bummer. Nothing major is wrong, just some wintertime blues. I'll get over it in a day or two.
Friday, February 02, 2007
The waiting game.
I lost 0.5 pounds this week. Gah. If I work out this hard, can I have a body that reflects that fact?
I'm just crabby because my mom is dog sitting for my MIL, and my husband drove to Durham to pick up the dog and when the &^& said "Did you know that (my mom) accused me of taking her china?" he didn't say anyting to her. I don't care if they were in public. He thinks she took it, and I wish he'd said that to her face. The whole thing makes me furious.
I lost 0.5 pounds this week. Gah. If I work out this hard, can I have a body that reflects that fact?
I'm just crabby because my mom is dog sitting for my MIL, and my husband drove to Durham to pick up the dog and when the &^& said "Did you know that (my mom) accused me of taking her china?" he didn't say anyting to her. I don't care if they were in public. He thinks she took it, and I wish he'd said that to her face. The whole thing makes me furious.
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Snow day!
Well, I am working at home today! We have snow! Proably a whole inch by now! What, you aren't impressed??? :-) I am working at home today, and would have gone in except for the fact that the snow will be turning to ice at home point (no one knows when) and homegirl doesn't drive in ice! So, rather than go in and then have to finish out the day at home, I just decided to spend the day working. I will say, it is more difficult to concentrate, and my chair isn't as comfy!
I made it to the gym yesterday afternoon - I am now 2 weight lifting sessions and 3 cardio sessions for the week. I did NOT go to the gym this morning as I was starting to really feel seriously wiped, but I'll be back at it tomorrow. I hope the ice is minimal so I can go the the gym and office tomorrow.
I got home from the gym yesterday and felt like crap - I never got around to eating my afternoon snack and so after that workout my head was throbbing and I was shaky from hunger (stupid). I came home and had a few bites of pasta salad and a NA beer while I heated dinner - leftover meat & veggie filling for lettuce wraps. I skipped the rice to balance things out a bit, but was still ravenous so I had a slice of my mom's pizza (we had build your own pizza night here last night). Easy on the lowfat cheese, but still a bit overboard. I called the hub to see if he could stop for beer on the way home, but luckily for me he didn't answer the phone and by the time he called me back I had regained my composure! Tell me carbs aren't a trigger food!!!
Disaster was averted, I ate a tab bit more, but not too bad. Doing okay on food today, despite being home. Hope you all have a good day!
Well, I am working at home today! We have snow! Proably a whole inch by now! What, you aren't impressed??? :-) I am working at home today, and would have gone in except for the fact that the snow will be turning to ice at home point (no one knows when) and homegirl doesn't drive in ice! So, rather than go in and then have to finish out the day at home, I just decided to spend the day working. I will say, it is more difficult to concentrate, and my chair isn't as comfy!
I made it to the gym yesterday afternoon - I am now 2 weight lifting sessions and 3 cardio sessions for the week. I did NOT go to the gym this morning as I was starting to really feel seriously wiped, but I'll be back at it tomorrow. I hope the ice is minimal so I can go the the gym and office tomorrow.
I got home from the gym yesterday and felt like crap - I never got around to eating my afternoon snack and so after that workout my head was throbbing and I was shaky from hunger (stupid). I came home and had a few bites of pasta salad and a NA beer while I heated dinner - leftover meat & veggie filling for lettuce wraps. I skipped the rice to balance things out a bit, but was still ravenous so I had a slice of my mom's pizza (we had build your own pizza night here last night). Easy on the lowfat cheese, but still a bit overboard. I called the hub to see if he could stop for beer on the way home, but luckily for me he didn't answer the phone and by the time he called me back I had regained my composure! Tell me carbs aren't a trigger food!!!
Disaster was averted, I ate a tab bit more, but not too bad. Doing okay on food today, despite being home. Hope you all have a good day!
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