For some reason, this week has been a struggle. I have a suspicion it’s because I skipped my workout on Monday and ate a huge dinner that night. It’s like the green light was switched on to keep going like that for the rest of the week, and now I want to eat, eat, eat. It was a trigger for bad eating and other bad habits.
I forced myself to work out last night, and I was crabby the entire time. I hated the workout DVD, I hated the workout moves, I hated the room I was in, ha ha, yes, when I say “crabby”, I mean full-on, no-holds-barred, hissing-and-spitting grumpy. I finished the 30-minute workout and had intended to add on another short workout for some extra cardio, but I called it a day before I punched a hole in the wall.
I really want a loss this week and to stick to the weight-loss goals I set for each week so I can stay on track for reaching my goal weight before Christmas. Already thoughts are dashing through my scatter-brained head about going through the drive-through for lunch, even though I have a perfectly good packed lunch sitting in the work fridge. “It will be the last time!” Yeah, right. The last time…until this evening, or tomorrow. I know myself and my excuses pretty well by now!
Sweat & Sparkle 