You know, that I’ve kept updating my progress (and, more importantly, been seeking to make progress) for seven weeks is nothing short of miraculous in and of itself. I don’t normally give up on my NY Resolutions, I just normally don’t set them. But the New Year came at just the right time to provide me with the incentive that I needed, so I ran with it for once. Let’s see where it’s gotten me.
No fries or pop.
Now, after all my crowing and strutting about not eating or liking fries, I treated myself last night to some. Hubby’s basketball season is over and we went out for one last dinner at the only place who has GOOD fries. You know, those skinny, burning hot ones just like the ones at the fair you slather with salt and vinegar? Yeah. Those ones. I treated myself to a basket of those (shared with the hubby) in honor of his season. Here’s the rub: Those are really the only fries I like, and that will probably be the last time we visit that bar until maybe once or twice in the summer when they open their patio. I’m not seeing this as a setback or a failure, I’m seeing it in terms of the dieter’s lifetime mantra: everything in moderation. I ate them with the full knowledge that today, I’m going to be eating very light (hubby gone all day for basketball tournament scouting duties) and the kid and I are munchers, not meal eaters. I might have a few bowls of cereal today and call it three squares. I’m also planning two workout sessions and, if it gets decent outside, a walk with the dogger. (WOOHOO!) So I fit those fries into my plan and am not looking back at all.
Pop–no worries. Only had one diet soda this week.
Walking the Dogger–touched upon. Will attempt today. The temps are going up, the piles of snow melting down (from 4 feet to 3 feet LOL) so the hope that spring will be here in the next few weeks is a high-riding hope in both her heart and mine. Mental note: don’t make dog walking a goal in the winter months. Just plain stupid.
30 Minutes of Workouts 5/7 Days a Week
January and February are basketball months and I haven’t been completely true to the 5/7 days part. Some weeks it’s 3 days, some 2, but what’s important to me is that I haven’t completely tossed aside exercising once I hit the first bump in the road. I’m an all-or-nothing perfectionist, meaning that if I set a goal and I hit one snag on the way, I just give up. I don’t reassess, I don’t do my best to get around it and go on–often, I just give up (with a lot of internal bitching and moaning to go along with it.) This year, I’ve really set my mind on NOT allowing that to happen and I’m proud to say that despite weeks with one workout or only two, I have kept going, picked up the slack and not let myself down in terms of working out. Of course, it’s helping that I’ve lost about ten pounds and a couple of inches, so I can see the progress that I’m making even if my mind is stuck viewing the failures of not meeting the ‘per-week’ goal.
Basketball season has only tournaments left, which means hubby’s team will have two games maximum. This is great for me because it means I can refocus my efforts on MYSELF and my workout plan, not traveling to games and doing all the stuff the coach’s wife has to accomplish.
Yoga/Meditation.
You know what I’ll say. I’m sucking here, and sucking beyond bad. I’m not too angry with myself, though. My daily schedule just hasn’t cooperated. I think what this will take is some pre-planning on my part. I have the thought that I’ll just unroll the mat at a random time every day and it never happens. But, if I approach it the way I’ve been approaching the workout plan, it might very well gain steam and become the part of my day that I want. Again, with all the time constraints of the basketball season slowly ebbing away, I will have time again to work on myself, and this needs to be factored in to that equation.
Nothing much else to report. I didn’t weigh myself on the Wii this week–this week was a strange one all around. I’ll be mustering the courage to step on the balance board next week so I’ll bring back some type of report. Maybe even tomorrow but don’t count on it…