Day Twenty-Four

My husband and I were up talking so late that I did not get up in time to work out.  I had no idea it was so late--he is fun to talk to.  I thought I would dance and do abs for a half hour, but I processed a dream I had just had with him and used up that time. 

I am still off sugar, but I am feeling a little bit discouraged.  I haven't been losing more weight.  If I wanted to just stay the same weight, I could go ahead and eat sugar, right?  Sacrificing that for--nothing--just doesn't sit well with me.

I made sure I took the stairs every time I went upstairs at work today.  I also took a walk on my break, walking about five blocks.

I thought that, since I wouldn't have my kids this evening, I would go to the gym.  I was going to see if my husband would go with me.  But he was so exhausted from cleaning out the entire side yard and making it look better than it has in years, that he couldn't .  We ran some errands--store, bank--and I did my full abs-at-home workout while he showered.

I recommitted to never missing an abs session, and never missing a workout, if at all avoidable.  I always think, during the day or evening, that I will be able to go in the middle of the night.  I go to bed early, telling myself that the first time I wake up after midnight, I will go to the gym.  I do usually wake up once or twice, at least, every night.  But, somehow, when I do wake up in the night, I feel like going back to sleep.  I tell myself that I still have time to sleep and I am too sleepy to drive, and I go back to bed. 

It's actually fairly rare that I cannot go back to sleep.  When I really cannot sleep, it does make more sense to go to the gym--at least I am using that time productively.  And, if I lie there worrying that I won't go back to sleep in time to wake up in time to work out, that just keeps me awake longer and wastes time.

However, like I said, that is more the exception than the rule, now that Mark is here and I am not so worried about him.

So, maybe that is a dumb thing to think--that I will go in the night.  But, going to bed early so I can go at all will still be the order of the day.  Missing workouts is not helpful.

I had leftovers for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.  I snacked on seeds and nuts, and leftover lemon bars.

I thought about maybe starting to walk to work, to get this fat off of me, but that's five miles each way, and, if I regretted it, I'd be stuck without a car.  The way back is uphill.  My feet need surgery--I'm not sure they'd make it.  Sometimes, I need to change locations or run errands during the day and need my car.  It's not off the table, but it does have some drawbacks.

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