Andy can usually tell pretty quickly when I'm unhappy after weighing myself. I said, "Wouldn't it be nice if you stepped on a scale and instead of a number it said, 'Good job Babs! I can tell you're working hard! Keep up the good work!!" But it doesn't say that. Instead it says, "You gained a pound." :-(
I told my mom I could feel my will power slipping, and she said I needed to turn that will power into wedding power! Good one Mom! I'll hang in there. Number on the scale aside - I do feel better just after a week of being back on track, so I know the hard work is worth it, even if it doesn't always show up in numerical form.
Instead of going downstairs and eating a big bad baddie breakfast (like I sometimes do when I get discouraged with the scale) I cleared a space in the second bedroom and did a 20 minute yoga video that I found online.
| At home yoga zone |
You can tell that room still has a long way to go before it is unpacked and put together. Anyway, once my hamstrings were slightly stretchier, I made a cup of coffee, threw on some shoes, and went for a walk outside. Andy, being nice and supportive, came with me. It was more of a stroll, but it was nice to be outside and walk around our new neighborhood. Much better way to start the day than with a breakfast binge-fest - plus now I can say I've exercised for the day. My streak continues!
Quick update about last night's activities. After work I made dinner, then worked at Job #2 (I'm trying to pick up a few extra hours here and there for wedding money). When I got home, someone had made a trip to the store to buy supplies...
| Pickle Master Andy |
Ye of little faith! I honestly didn't think he would make them, but I was definitely wrong! By the end of the day we should have a fresh batch of jalapeno/garlic/dill pickles. Sounds pretty good!
Alright friends, that's all for today. Hopefully tomorrow's trip to the scale will be a little better! (I know I know, I shouldn't weigh everyday, but it's so hard not to.)
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