I ate a full meal tonight at Raising Cane's - 3 chicken fingers and fries with sauce and a small piece of bread. I ate slowly, but I ate all of it. Not good. Time for another fill.
My attempt at reading an article about music therapy just didn't work tonight. I am sleepy - even with a nap. We have a long day tomorrow. Hopefully, we'll get home tomorrow afternoon and still have time to prepare for the week. Otherwise, we'll be in Kingwood all afternoon and evening.
I have a great haircut and I think I have found a stylist that can finally cut AND style my hair. I don't know why it took me 14 years to find her. Oh, well, good things come to those who wait.
I cut Steve's hair last week. I have never, ever cut hair before. But we're cutting costs and his haircuts are one of them. So, we bought a $20 Wahl trimmer - I have watched some how-to videos on the Wahl website. We're set.
Ummmm....I'm just about ready to fall asleep.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
A good week, no loss
No weight lost this week. Where does the exercise fit in? Besides 5:30am? Plus I hate changing clothes after I get dressed in the morning. Seriously, it messes with my head if I change clothes for another task beyond lounging and sleeping. Ah, the sedentary life! It's gotta change!
So, as I rushed out of the front door on Friday morning, I realized "I haven't eaten." It is no longer possible to live life on the run - going from one event to the next without regard to eating habits and schedules. Now, I have to eat. So, I had to stop and make myself eat. Mentally, I didn't want to, but we've finally approached the hard part. The schedule is busy, and yet I still have to make time for myself.
Ya know, those women who are mothers.....you may think that all I have is time for myself. No. This is not the case. Whatever time I have is spent doing for others - just like you do - but without kids in tow. Now, I have created this situation where I am FORCED to do things for myself. And it is very frustrating. I have to eat. I have to study. If I don't eat, I crash. If I don't study, I fail.
Last night, I was craving beef. Mainly, because the only meat that I seem to eating lately is chicken. You can only have it so many ways - it still tastes like chicken. So, I stopped and picked up some bbq. I ate 2 small plates, 30 minutes apart - that was okay. The non-okay part was following it up with Blue Bell Snickerdoodle ice cream. OHHHHHHH! The pain and discomfort!!! I should have waited, and I should have ate less. But I learned a lesson - my body didn't NEED it! So, it fought back. My bad choices completely ruined a perfectly wonderful night with my husband.
Interesting lessons are still yet to be learned....of this, I am sure.
So, as I rushed out of the front door on Friday morning, I realized "I haven't eaten." It is no longer possible to live life on the run - going from one event to the next without regard to eating habits and schedules. Now, I have to eat. So, I had to stop and make myself eat. Mentally, I didn't want to, but we've finally approached the hard part. The schedule is busy, and yet I still have to make time for myself.
Ya know, those women who are mothers.....you may think that all I have is time for myself. No. This is not the case. Whatever time I have is spent doing for others - just like you do - but without kids in tow. Now, I have created this situation where I am FORCED to do things for myself. And it is very frustrating. I have to eat. I have to study. If I don't eat, I crash. If I don't study, I fail.
Last night, I was craving beef. Mainly, because the only meat that I seem to eating lately is chicken. You can only have it so many ways - it still tastes like chicken. So, I stopped and picked up some bbq. I ate 2 small plates, 30 minutes apart - that was okay. The non-okay part was following it up with Blue Bell Snickerdoodle ice cream. OHHHHHHH! The pain and discomfort!!! I should have waited, and I should have ate less. But I learned a lesson - my body didn't NEED it! So, it fought back. My bad choices completely ruined a perfectly wonderful night with my husband.
Interesting lessons are still yet to be learned....of this, I am sure.
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