Okay, so technically it's Tuesday, but it feels like Monday for me what with the kids not being around yesterday, and me starting my new goals today. So far, so good though - as per Megan's suggestion, I've started a blog just for it here. It's boring, I warn you - literally just a list of stuff for me to keep in mind and have for future reference.
It went well though! I love how me writing down what I eat, makes me not eat as horribly. Which is exactly what it's supposed to do, but yeah just thinking about "ew, I don't want to record that I ate that later" makes me think more about what I'm putting in my body. I successfully didn't grab anything on the way home from work and mid-drive, I realised I actually wasn't that tired... with Mom's plotting for us to exercise together and my new goals in mind, I literally paused at a stop sign, took into account that I was actually already wearing my tennis shoes and if I took off my suit jacket I would in fact be in a comfortable tank top and khakis.... I made a left turn to the gym. I even had an empty bottle in my car to fill when I got there. So I spent twenty minutes on the elliptical - sure - not a half hour. But just the fact that I went makes me happy and I realised I shouldn't push it since I think I forgot to stretch much and it's been a month since I last worked out hard. BUT I WENT. And now I'm fucking starving, but mom called and she should be home soon with pizza nom nom nom.
I almost had my afternoon productivity foiled by a lack of laundry detergent - have only enough for the load I put in! Noooooes. Maybe Mom has more hiding somewhere... and since my dad has put in the new TV mount I couldn't find the receiver for the speakers to plug in my iPod and rock out while doing things like I usually like to do at the time since no one's home.
On the upside, the laundry is being done, I haven't failed my goals on day one, and while there's Kara tonight - I don't have to feel bad. I exercised, did laundry, recorded my food, blogged, and it's cold enough out that I can wear the gorgeous scarf my brother got me in France. Ta da!

It went well though! I love how me writing down what I eat, makes me not eat as horribly. Which is exactly what it's supposed to do, but yeah just thinking about "ew, I don't want to record that I ate that later" makes me think more about what I'm putting in my body. I successfully didn't grab anything on the way home from work and mid-drive, I realised I actually wasn't that tired... with Mom's plotting for us to exercise together and my new goals in mind, I literally paused at a stop sign, took into account that I was actually already wearing my tennis shoes and if I took off my suit jacket I would in fact be in a comfortable tank top and khakis.... I made a left turn to the gym. I even had an empty bottle in my car to fill when I got there. So I spent twenty minutes on the elliptical - sure - not a half hour. But just the fact that I went makes me happy and I realised I shouldn't push it since I think I forgot to stretch much and it's been a month since I last worked out hard. BUT I WENT. And now I'm fucking starving, but mom called and she should be home soon with pizza nom nom nom.
I almost had my afternoon productivity foiled by a lack of laundry detergent - have only enough for the load I put in! Noooooes. Maybe Mom has more hiding somewhere... and since my dad has put in the new TV mount I couldn't find the receiver for the speakers to plug in my iPod and rock out while doing things like I usually like to do at the time since no one's home.
On the upside, the laundry is being done, I haven't failed my goals on day one, and while there's Kara tonight - I don't have to feel bad. I exercised, did laundry, recorded my food, blogged, and it's cold enough out that I can wear the gorgeous scarf my brother got me in France. Ta da!