Thea

I was thinking that I was actually doing pretty good this past week.

And then I got my Daily Mile workout report on my e-mail.  And it reminded me that I didn’t log a single workout last week.

I guess there’s that.

But I started anew with my 10k training program this morning.  I went to the gym and found the weight machines I needed and then discovered some long lost muscles.

Who woulda thunk that my calves would be so weak?

And then there’s the dessert.  There’s some leftover Valentine’s Day candy that has been calling my name from his place of honor in the middle of the counter.  And the last of the Girl Scout cookies that have been around so long.

But they’re going to be around a little while longer.  For this week’s Monday Project, I’m giving up candy/dessert for a week.

Which I will start today because I had already eaten cookies yesterday before I read the post about the Monday Project.

The end.

So I’m in this really strange place in my head (which ain’t saying much).

I’m down a 1/2 pound this week…but I totally don’t feel like I deserve to be.  I have been eating like crap, CRAP for a while now, but I keep on staying within my weight range.  It’s like I’ve given my body license to continue to eat like CRAP even though I’m within my range.

Not exactly the most healthy attitude in the world to have.

I should be eating like AWESOME and maintaining.  That should be my goal. I shouldn’t be trying to see how much I can get away with.

Anyhoo, I’ve updated my goals for this challenge.  They were pretty much the same as the last challenge, I just changed up my running goal a bit.  Instead of running so many miles on specific days, I just need to meet my weekly mileage goal.  I’ll be increasing the goal by 10% every week.

If I can keep up with that, I should have no problems with my 8k and 10k in a few months!

Dear Tortilla Chips,

I love you.  You know I do.  We’ve been friends for a really long time.  I have fond memories of sitting around with you, my brothers, and your cousin Doritos, and just hangin’ out.

Despite our long history, I’m sorry to say that our relationship has to end.  You cause me nothing but heartache and I just can’t make room for you in my life anymore.

I will no longer be buying you at the store.  I will miss our late nights together, just you and I after everyone else went to bed. But it just hurts me so much to have you in my house.  You say you love me, but then you just treat me so bad.

I hope you find love in somebody else’s home.   Good luck.

I will miss you!
Thea

P.S. Please tell Chicken Fingers that I said hello. I haven’t seen him since we parted ways.

O.K. So I’ve been an eating machine since last Thursday.  I’ve made HORRIBLE choices and lots and lots of them.  I’m going to list every single one so that maybe it’ll be a good slap in the face for me.

• A large “snack” bag of Cool Ranch Doritos
• About 3 helpings of Chinese food, including a deep fried chicken dish.
• Another large “snack” bag of Cool Ranch Doritos
• A very rick pasta dish in pesto cream sauce
• A slice of cheese cake
• 1/2 of a salami, pepperoni, provolone panini
• 1/2 of a chicken salad sandwich on a croissant
• A hazelnut chocolate bar
• A belgian waffle with butter and syrup
• A donut
• Three enchiladas
• 500 pounds of chips and queso dip
• Three margaritas
• Fried ice cream
• Another Belgian waffle with butter and syrup
• A cheese danish
• A gyro
• A king size Snickers bar
• 8 Girl Scout Cookies in one sitting
• Two servings of pesto linguine

Oh my gosh.  Oh my gosh.  I need to go throw up now.  I have a sneaking suspicion that this week’s weigh in is NOT going to go well.

At least I know why!

I could tell you about all the specific things I’ve done this week, but they all really boil down into just two categories:

1. I’ve eaten like crap for the past several days.
2. I’ve let me running schedule slack off.

As a result of these two things, my body is revolting.  Let’s just say that I’ve been getting a lot of toilet reading done.

You’re welcome.

The bigger picture is that I won’t be reaching my goals.  I could try to justify rewarding myself by saying “I did my best” or something like that.  But the truth is, I didn’t try my best.

This isn’t a pity party.  I’m not upset and I’m not disappointed.  I’ve been down that road before and it just leads to more bad results.

I did what I did and I can’t change that.  What I need to focus on now is doing what i can do.

Weight Watchers put this up on Twitter yesterday: Challenges are what make life interesting; overcoming them is what makes life meaningful.

Here’s to a meaningful life folks!

I spent last week at Disney World, folks, so pull up a chair.  This list is kind of long.

• I only ran one day, and I didn’t run a full 3 miles.  I just couldn’t do it.  I wimped out on running on Wednesday and it was pouring down rain on Friday morning. Running=fail.
• The meal plan we signed up for included dessert.  Twice a day.  And I had dessert. Twice a day. For a week. I lost count of how many pieces of carrot cake I had.  With cream cheese icing. Yum.
• Water?  What water? Well, I guess I didn’t do that bad, but nowhere near the 96 oz. I usually have during the day.  I think I got about 36 a day in.
• I did mange to get all my push ups done, which is a bonus.
• I tried to avoid the french fries, but I didn’t always succeed. I think I had french fries a total of 4 times last week.
• And then there was the pizza.
• I hope that all of this will be countered by the fact that I walked approximately 452,000 miles a day. Those parks are BIG!
• I tried to weigh myself on Wednesday at a scale at the park.  I hope there were no cameras on me, because the scale ended up being fake.  I even had my own camera ready to take a picture of the number so I could prove to all of you that I weighed in.
• So, I guess I didn’t really weigh in…
• I hope the scale will be kind to me on Wednesday.

How about you folks? What do you have to confess??

After getting a solid 7 hours of sleep last night (a rarity these days), I stepped on the scale and hesitantly looked down.

You see, I’ve had a less than stellar week.  I slipped up on two of my challenge goals and does anyone else think that Christmas candy rivals Halloween candy in terms of sheer volume?

I may have indulged in a Hershey Kiss.  Or 50.  Some may have been slathered in peanut butter.  I’ll never tell.

I was pleasantly surprised to see that while I gained, I am still in my healthy range….so it’s all good.

I have a bit of a challenge on the horizon.  My family leaves on Sunday afternoon for vacation.  We will be spending a week at Walt Disney World and I’m a little nervous.  I hope I don’t let myself go too much.  The resort has a 1.5 mile running path so I’m bringing all of my running stuff.  I just need to actually…you know…RUN!

When I stepped on the scale this morning, the clouds parted and the skies were filled with sunshine and singing birds with ribbons in their beaks and I SWEAR I heard music.

Their may have even been an animated princess cheering for me.

Somehow, I lost 3 pounds over the last two weeks. I’m at 153! I haven’t been at 153 since 2007!

I don’t know how, but I’m not asking.  Road trips, Christmas dinners, non-Christmas dinners with my MIL’s home cooking, eating out, eating a full meal in the CAR because we didn’t want to stop.

Sticking with my Rethink Your Shrink goals really helped!!

I may officially be on maintenance, but I’m not looking a gift weight loss in the mouth.

WOOHOO!!!

O.K. I seriously laughed out loud when I saw the new button for this!  NO BULL!  LOVE IT!!

So when I got up this morning, I could really only think of one thing I needed to confess.  I feel like I’ve been doing pretty good, actually!

But my sleep habits are abysmal. I get about 5 hours of sleep a night. Which is very hard to function on the next day.

When I was out of town last week, I never stayed up past 11:30pm.  I was in bed on most nights by 11pm. Then the first night home, I was up until 12:45am.  Then it was 1am.  Last night was 1:30am.

Good times!

And you know how when you are tired, it’s a little harder to make rational decisions?

Say, you know you should get a salad or grilled chicken sandwich from McDonald’s.

But instead you get a Quarter Pounder with Cheese and Fries and a Diet Coke?

With a side of Cinnamon Melts.

So, I guess I should confess that my lunch choice today was less than stellar, too.

But other than that I’ve been really, REALLY good.  HONEST!

I haven’t confessed my sins in a while, so now’s the time.  There’s only 8 minutes left in this day so I better get crackin’.  Make that 7 minutes.

• I haven’t been logging my miles.  I know there’s no way I could even come CLOSE to what others have been logging…but at least I could have tried.
• I haven’t counted a single WW point since…um…Thursday?  Toying with the idea of not counting but still doing WW.  Haven’t decided yet.  Kind of tired of counting points.
• I still stay up to late.
• I made a dessert (technically, Dave made it, but whatever) this week that called for 2 sticks of butter and 4 eggs.  Basically it was a yellow cake with a chocolate chip cookie crust and then smothered in chocolate frosting.  I only had a teeeeensy bite…and I hated it. So, of course I had another teeensy bite.
• I don’t push myself enough on the treadmill.  I feel like I run too slow and quit too easily.
• Despite all that, I feel as if I may just have a loss come Wednesday.

That’s all I’ve got.  Can you remind me if I’ve forgotten something?