Day Thirty-Five
I need to get in the habit of going to the gym when I wake up past midnight, or, let's say, two. I woke up at four something this morning, but I didn't feel quite ready, and I went back to bed. Didn't sleep, though, and ended up with an hour to do the elliptical. I know, I know. It's time for the pool again. Probably tomorrow.
I burned over 500 calories on the elliptical, and went almost five miles, according to the machine. How one goes miles on an elliptical is beyond me. I can see it on a bike or treadmill, but I digress.
I am feeling better, since I didn't overeat in any way yesterday, and, though I've been avoiding the scale the last couple of days, I got on. I'm at the --2, which is not bad. That's better than I expected it to be. That's eight pounds, and, even if I only lost 24 pounds during this project, that would be okay. I just hope I can keep making it go down.
Packing my lunch, I was careful to not bring too much. One of my strategies has been to bring plenty of foods I should eat--even more than I need to eat, so that I don't go hunting for something else, which would invariably be worse to eat. But, lately, I've been giving a lot of thought to just eating less altogether, because it's obviously not just sugar that is making me fat. So, I packed my pepper rice leftovers from dinner, and an apple, and I eyed the leftover lasagna, and was tempted to bring it, but I did not. One lunch should be enough.
Somebody left a partially-eaten but huge package of Costco baby cinnamon buns on the break room table. Those are just about my favorite things, and that tempted me. I found myself trying to count them and stopped myself, but there were at least a dozen left. When I came back up again, they were gone. I'm not going to blow this no-sugar thing, partly because I am blogging, and I don't want to have to admit I had sugar. But, sometimes, I am tempted. I know if I weren't doing this project, I would have had, not one, but some. And maybe more. And that is how I got into this situation.
And late in the afternoon, someone on my team put out a package of cookies that looked like lacy snowflakes. Those looked good, too. Maybe I'll add up, at the end, all the things I DIDN'T have.
I made do at work with blueberry tea, seeds, and nuts--and not too many--for snacks. I got through the day okay. I was hungry when I got home. My children were scattered all over the place, and Mark still had some restaurant leftovers to eat, so I didn't cook, and I ate the lasagna for dinner.
The birthday party has been put off a week while the birthday boy takes a trip with a friend, so I decided to practice making the chocolate cake he wants with Swerve. It's in the oven now. I also replaced a bit more than half the flour with whole wheat flour. It should not be bad for me to eat. We'll see if it is any good. I'll probably still make his birthday cake with sugar, unless there really is no discernable difference. I wouldn't want him to feel bad about his birthday cake. If I made it without sugar and ate some, the jig would be up. They will know that it doesn't have sugar in it then.
I burned over 500 calories on the elliptical, and went almost five miles, according to the machine. How one goes miles on an elliptical is beyond me. I can see it on a bike or treadmill, but I digress.
I am feeling better, since I didn't overeat in any way yesterday, and, though I've been avoiding the scale the last couple of days, I got on. I'm at the --2, which is not bad. That's better than I expected it to be. That's eight pounds, and, even if I only lost 24 pounds during this project, that would be okay. I just hope I can keep making it go down.
Packing my lunch, I was careful to not bring too much. One of my strategies has been to bring plenty of foods I should eat--even more than I need to eat, so that I don't go hunting for something else, which would invariably be worse to eat. But, lately, I've been giving a lot of thought to just eating less altogether, because it's obviously not just sugar that is making me fat. So, I packed my pepper rice leftovers from dinner, and an apple, and I eyed the leftover lasagna, and was tempted to bring it, but I did not. One lunch should be enough.
Somebody left a partially-eaten but huge package of Costco baby cinnamon buns on the break room table. Those are just about my favorite things, and that tempted me. I found myself trying to count them and stopped myself, but there were at least a dozen left. When I came back up again, they were gone. I'm not going to blow this no-sugar thing, partly because I am blogging, and I don't want to have to admit I had sugar. But, sometimes, I am tempted. I know if I weren't doing this project, I would have had, not one, but some. And maybe more. And that is how I got into this situation.
And late in the afternoon, someone on my team put out a package of cookies that looked like lacy snowflakes. Those looked good, too. Maybe I'll add up, at the end, all the things I DIDN'T have.
I made do at work with blueberry tea, seeds, and nuts--and not too many--for snacks. I got through the day okay. I was hungry when I got home. My children were scattered all over the place, and Mark still had some restaurant leftovers to eat, so I didn't cook, and I ate the lasagna for dinner.
The birthday party has been put off a week while the birthday boy takes a trip with a friend, so I decided to practice making the chocolate cake he wants with Swerve. It's in the oven now. I also replaced a bit more than half the flour with whole wheat flour. It should not be bad for me to eat. We'll see if it is any good. I'll probably still make his birthday cake with sugar, unless there really is no discernable difference. I wouldn't want him to feel bad about his birthday cake. If I made it without sugar and ate some, the jig would be up. They will know that it doesn't have sugar in it then.
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