Last week was... not bad, but not great. It seems the cake and pie from last weekend's birthday dinner were my undoing. After successfully completing week two without eating after dinner, week three saw me eating a piece of cake (or pie) darn near every. single. night. last week. Obviously I overestimated my will power! Thursday night, the remainders of both cake and pie went in the trash. I know (hell, I knew) I should have thrown it out sooner, but I was fooling myself with "What if Chebbar wants a piece of cake? It's not fair to deprive him just because I can't control myself!" That being said, not only would he have understood, he also doesn't really need it anymore than I do. So, my eating sucked.
However, the work outs did not suck. I got five work outs in, even though I didn't work out Thursday (my doctor's appointment ran really long, but the information I received was worth the missed exercise). I had every intention of getting my Tae Bo done Friday morning before the concert, but we ended up doing part of our grocery shopping because the weekend was going to be so crazy; I was on day two of an allergy headache because I stupidly thought I could stop taking my antihistamine already; and I was feeling nauseous (turns out the Evening Primrose Oil I was taking in an attempt to alleviate PMS symptoms can cause stomach upset: I haven't taken any since Saturday and have felt fine ever since). I more than made up for the missed Tae Bo session with all the walking we did that afternoon and evening (got to the city early, so we walked for an hour or so before the show).
I was still a little disappointed that I didn't get three Tae Bo work outs in, so I actually did it Saturday morning! That's a MIRACLE, you guys. lol Normally my attitude is "meh, it's the weekend -- I'm allowed to slack off," but being able to get that third work out in was more important to me than sitting on my arse. I felt SO good afterwards! Well, psychologically, anyhow: seems an hour and a half after breakfast isn't quite enough to avoid feeling pukey...
We only managed to get in two after dinner walks, but those were on top of work outs, so I'm not beating myself up for that. HOWEVER. More of an effort is going to be made, even if it has to be done by me. Chebbar has grand aspirations and plans (get his bike back from his dad's and ride every day; get a weight bench and lift weights; do the Wii Fit every day; start doing Tae Bo; etc), but doesn't end up doing anything. He's not happy with his weight, either; considering he's currently laid off, NOW is the best time to start something. Unfortunately, nine times out of ten, he's not even getting that after dinner walk in. So, *I* will try to change this for both of us. Hell, a second bout of activity certainly isn't going to HURT me!
So, uh, next week I guess I should weigh in and take measurements, huh? *shifty eyes* ;)
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