Saturday was our Easter celebration. I think I made good food choices. I had 2 helpings of salad with veggies and very little dressing. I had ham, very little potatoes, asparagus and a bite of bread. I was disappointed in my desserts and the calories I had saved so I could eat them. I was disappointed. Strange feeling for me.
Yesterday the gym was closed and I was almost out of sorts. I didn't know what to do with myself. Not only did working out burn calories, but it takes up a good chunk of my day. And I didn't know what to do with myself. It makes me think that this journey is about the weight, but it's about everything other than the weight too.
I tried to walk on the treadmill at home. Tried. But I was the only one keeping me accountable and I'm not a good motivator right now. That makes me sad.
I did keep myself busy all morning and early afternoon. Working on cleaning, running around the house. Then Pete and I went to dinner with his family. And I TALKED myself into believing that I DESERVED a high carb, high fat meal. I again ate 2 servings of salad and only ate half my meal. But I ate it.
I didn't deserve that meal. Because here I am 24 hours later at home feeling yucky all day. I deserve good food that feeds my body and makes me feel good. I deserve food that not only tastes good, but leaves me feeling good.
I need to make this about the other stuff rather than the weight.