(10/01/17) Today was better. Due to a minor miscommunication, I missed my morning run (promise it gets better), but I also didn’t eat enough fries to feed a small army… so I call that progress. I woke up, drank my coffee, and somehow became so engrossed in the work I was doing that before I knew it, it was lunchtime! I've read conflicting articles on the effects of not eating breakfast (weight gain etc.), but I'm not sure how I feel about these findings. If you have knowledge on the subject, please don't hesitate to share! Lunchtime at my household is always a family event; my grandmother, uncles, sometimes aunts, brother and cousins all come over. It might just be my favorite time of the day- and today, by some unexpected stroke of luck, the kitchen table was particularly healthy (peas, broccoli, pork-chops, rice). The usual lunchtime banter lead to the request of me going to buy lotto tickets in the nearby grocery store - which I did - but unfortunately, the lotto's purchase point was situated right next to the Kit-Kat bars! (okay, fine...they were miles apart and I actually went out of my way to find them. Sue me.) But besides that minor crumble into my sugar addiction, the day progressed well. I went for an afternoon walk/run with my aunt, and when I returned home, I made a burger patty and a salad for dinner (no fries this time). When my usual evening sweet craving hit, I rolled my eyes reminiscing on the time that my 'wonderfully, annoyingly, motivating, healthy friend' raved about drinking vanilla almond milk for dessert. "Vanilla almond milk is not desert!” I scoffed to myself. Then slowly but surely, as the sugar craving worsened, I made my way into the kitchen, poured myself a glass of vanilla almond milk and enjoyed every sweet delicious taste. "Gosh i'm soooooo healthy right now" I praised myself, choosing to ignore the Kit-Kat that I ate earlier and the fact that I was completely judging my friend who gave me this idea two minutes before. As I sat sipping my milk, I got chatting with a friend who was also in need of some healthy motivation. We decided to begin a 'fitbit' challenge tomorrow, compeating for who can make the most steps. Let the games begin! As the time ticked on, SUITS took over my world, distracting me from anything possibly productive. My boyfriend tried to encourage me to meal prep, but he clearly didn't understand the intensity of the situation at hand. Mike Ross was NOT OKAY and if my eyes strayed from the television set it would obviously take him longer to get out of trouble. I couldn't move. Thankfully, my eyes soon fell shut and with it, so did my mouth. Night time is usually when the fridge starts begging me to come hang out, so I'm glad that on this night I missed his call. With only one true moment of weakness, I would certainly say that today was better than yesterday! One step at a time, right?
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