I wanted to write this post last night, but my husband insisted that I go to bed early. He wouldn’t even let me take my phone with me, in case I sneaky stayed up on Facebook and Pinterest. He says I get super moody when I’m tired and don’t get enough sleep and he is right. I’m like a super grump, and probably a total bitch to live with. D is a rock star though, because I got plenty of shut eye and feel a million times better today. Thanks D, I love you.
I want to update on how much weight I HAVEN’T lost and how ‘Operation Find My Hot Bod’ is going. I was hoping it would be going better, but I guess at my age I need to be happy to loose it real slow.
So, two things I was looking at changing. One – eating less crap, more good stuff. Two – Exercise. 30 day Shred and the Couch 2 5k.
Let’s look at food today. I began doing really well and was entering everything I ate into My Fitness Plan and counting all my calories. I was trying to eat good stuff and avoid the naughty stuff. Then we ran out of food in the house and I had some cinnamon toast (with a heap of sugar).
That’s it. That’s the end of the story. I now have a problem with cinnamon toast. The problem is, it is too damn good! And the problem is, I can’t stop eating it. And the problem is, it’s a slippery slope. It starts with just a slice, then two, then some chocolate and soda and before you know it you have spiralled out of control and are chasing a full habit of peanut butter and nutella. Straight from the jar!
So I have fallen off the healthy eating wagon a bit. Already. But this post will hopefully serve a purpose, and that is to publicly shame myself into a cinnamon toast detox. I really struggle with food. I like it too much and have trouble maintaining healthy eating long term, especially when there is so much baaaaad stuff in the house. And especially since it is so much easier and faster to grab a mint slice, than to make a salad sandwich. I’m time poor. My minutes where a toddler isn’t clinging to my leg are few. I used the last of the vegetables in dinner the other night and still haven’t gone shopping to replenish the fridge. We do have KitKats though.
It is also self destructive when I have lunch at my bff’s house and she sends my home with this:
And instead of saying, ‘no thanks, I am trying to make healthier choices.’ I say, ‘yes please!’ And then think how I can eat it all before D and the boys get home.
I didn’t, by the way. Well, not ALL of it.
That is pretty much where I am at with food. I need a proper kick up the backside! Some days I eat moderately well and others, I would rather not say. What I can say is this – I can, and I WILL do better.