I'm "home" for the weekend visiting my mom in the 'Ville. So, that usually doesn't spell as much trouble as you would think because my mom is also a bigger lady and usually "diets" with me when I do -- even though it's from afar. I thought this weekend wouldn't be so hard, but I realized it is hard -- when there are snacks in the cabinet--which are healthy, but obviously only in moderation. Birthday dinner for my cousin who is turning 12 -- that includes a oh-so-healthy meal of grilled chicken (which is healthier) and Fetticini Alfredo (not so healthy with the 2 quarts of whipping cream used to cook the damn sauce...) that's not to mention the MAYFIELD chocolate ice cream (which is right up there on my favorite ice cream list) and chocolate cake to boot -- at least the chocolate cake had dark chocolate shavings? Okay, I'm not pulling myself out of this one EXCEPT: I did eat a small portion of the noodles (and a second helping of that small portion--so it's really a bigger portion) and grilled chicken and a green salad sans croutons, cheese, or Caesar dressing, but to top it off I had a SMALL slice of cake but a nice-sized scoop of ice cream. That's the beside the point, I had Mexican for lunch. I probably failed miserably on Saturday. I haven't even weighed myself yet because I fear what I am going to see on the scale, but I realize this can't set me back. I have to chalk this up as a loss, or as a gain?, whatever, and keep on going forward.
This is 2 weeks of calorie counting. 21 days makes a habit, so 7 more days of counting, tracking, exercising, etc and I think I can have my brain retrained to think in a way that is positive towards meeting my 52 week goal. I only have 49 more weeks left in the journey. I can do this.
On a more positive note, I did go walking/jogging (as best I could jog) it wasn't even a full mile, but
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