I’m a mess. With all the holiday days off, vacation days, long weekends, kids not in school, junk food, alcohol, staying up late, sleeping in…I feel completely out of sorts! I haven’t weighed in yet either. I’m kind of scared honestly. It’s not that I went insanely crazy but I did let myself indulge a bit. I figure that if I can’t enjoy the holidays, what is the whole point of this journey?
I’m going to be getting 100% back on track. I realize that despite my knee pain I have to start doing SOMETHING again. I am saving for an elliptical trainer. I have seen a fairly decent one for around $400 at the sporting good store and I really REALLY want it. I have NO idea how long it’s going to take me to save this money, I think I’m going to list a few more things for sale on craigslist to help me get there faster.
My girls absolutely loved their gifts and were very surprised at what I was able to save for and get them. They bought me a new blouse and a new tank top with a sweater jacket. The blouse is a large and the tank is a large and the sweater is a medium. I kind of freaked out when I saw the sizes (and said to the girls “Wow these are awfully small looking” to which they replied “well, you are smaller now Mama”) because I NEVER, never EVER have worn anything smaller than a large. Even when I was pretty small because I am super busty, I always have been. But the sweater actually fit (color me SHOCKED!). The blouse in a large is a bit snug on my “girls” but not uncomfortably or noticeably so. Maybe it just fits and I’m not used to that, haha! They also got me a new purse which I need to switch over into tonight. I’ve been putting off the switch because that means I have to clean out my purse YIKES. I tend to be a junk magnet in my purse. I know for a fact that I have a few plastic spoons in there, my camera, my old cell phone, a stack of paper about 3 inches thick, probably $3 in loose change (iced tea money!!!) My youngest picked up my purse yesterday and said “Good grief Mama what’s in here, it’s so heavy!”
I feel like even though I ate some crappy items during my holiday I still ate better than I would have in the past. My littlest absolutely adores Buffalo Wild Wings, which if you don’t have one near you is just a wing restaurant. So I took her out a few days after Christmas because we had a coupon for some free wings. I ate my wings, 5 medium, and a few (maybe 15 pickle chips - the serving size was HUGE, like probably 2 full cups or more even of fried pickle pieces!) fried pickle chips (at the urging of my cousin who thinks they are Ah-Mazing!) In my prior eating life, I would have probably ordered 10 wings and eaten the entire serving of fried pickles plus either an order of fries or onion rings to go with. I also on NYE made a breakfast cake. I used a box of butter pecan cake mix and mixed it with a can of pumpkin puree and made a crumble topping. I used less butter than the recipe calls for and I used a lot of whole oats and nuts, pecans and almonds, for the extra fiber and protein. I feel like I made better choices and I guess that’s all that matters, aside from my NYE night home alone, 6 chocolate chip cookies and 1/2 cup of (light) ice cream! GAH, never again!!! I only drank alcohol once during the holidays. On Christmas night after I dropped the girls back off with their father and went back to my parents house for Christmas dinner. It started out innocent enough. I adore Captain Morgan Lime Bite Rum so I had a lime bite and coke zero. Then my brother in law decided that I needed a refill (in which he doubled the rum!) By the time dinner was over I had probably had about 5 shots worth of rum and knew that there was NO way I’d be able to make it home and decided I would just sleep over at my parents house so I poured myself another…after that I don’t remember anything. I woke up on the day after Christmas not knowing where the heck I was. And by the time I drove home I was SO sick that I completely lost everything I ate on Christmas night (probably not a totally bad thing!!!) But I was absolutely worthless that day. I did NOT get off the couch. I won’t be drinking any time soon!!!
Here’s to being back on track
Same Me, But Different