Over the past few days, I haven't been on my fit game as much as usual. I know it's because I've been particularly stressed and busy, which usually leads to overeating and underexercising. How do you think having a baby led to me being 88 pounds overweight?
So I didn't work out on Tuesday, Wednesday or Thursday night. Instead, I went to bed early. Also, I've snuck a few hundred more calories than I should have--usually in the evening, when the stress of the day has built up to a breaking point.
Well, crap. Perhaps I reversed my 1-pound loss from last week. That's not so great. But here's the good part: I can slip up and it doesn't have to mean I'm instantly fat again and back to square one. Skipping a few workouts and eating too many goodies don't equal total failure.
Every day is a new day and a new chance to make healthier choices. I fully intend to head for the Y tonight after Cassie goes to bed. And I also plan to choose salad a lot more this weekend than heavier meals. It's still possible that I could lose at the next weigh-in--and even if I don't, I know I will the week after and the week after that.
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Words to live by. I find myself falling into a familiar trap a lot:
You already blew it at lunch, might as well indulge at dinner. This self-defeating attitude ends up with me on the couch with M&M's stuck to my face.
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