Why is it after a good week, there are always setbacks. Okay, let’s be honest. My week was having a slow downward spiral over the weekend, but I was still exercising!!! Yesterday was not as good. For one, it was a fat day. We all know those days. No matter how many pounds we lose, there are days when we feel horridly fat. Then I get the feeling that I am probably just meant to be fat. No matter what I do, I will always be fat. Strike 1.

My mom called me yesterday morning and told me that they had taken my grandfather to the hospital Sunday night (um, hello, why are you calling me the day after) and they think he had a mini-stroke… BUT, he was doing fine now. Responsive, lucid, able to move etc… Now I’m worrying about my grandfather. A co-worker wanted to go get Thai, and since my response to stress is eat, I went along with him. The funny thing was, I wasn’t feeling hungry, but I ate anyway. Why? And why is it that when I’m not feeling hungry, do I tend to eat more? I actually had to think about it. I think it is a subconscience thing going on. I’m not feeling hungry, but I’m eating, so I am going to eat to feel full.. or satisfied. Something is empty (besides my stomach) and needs to be filled. I really have to stop that way of thinking… but it got me yesterday. I didn’t eat all my Pad Thai, but I ate enough.. too much to be exact. Strike 2.

So I went home last night and made dinner. I was going to go to the hospital when my husband got home so he could watch the kids. He wanted to go along with me, so we took the kids to a friend’s house. He wanted to stop and get Chick-fil-A on the way. I wasn’t feeling hungry (because I had eaten a tortilla with some refried beans at home) so I didn’t get anything. But I did eat a few fries. We visited with my grandfather and then I wanted to get somethign on the way home because by that time I was hungry. I resisted Tijuana Flats and instead pulled into Whole Foods to check out their hot bar and deli. Good choice! I got some brown rice and some Chickpea Maasala. I also picked up some garlic hummus and whole wheat pitas. I ate on the way home. I didn’t over do it, but I ate enough. Foul Ball.

I really wanted to exercise when I got home. I had FULL intentions on doing it. Did it happen? No. Swing and a miss…. strike 3. Out.

Setbacks… many of them were mental. Those voices that go along with us when we’ve been doing this long enough. “You’ll always be fat.” “You may have lost a few pounds, but you’ll never make goal.” “It’s only 9am and you’ve already screwed up, you might as well eat whatever you want.” What does it take to get rid of the voices? Anyone know?

I’m not even going to attempt to figure out what I ate. Oh I know exactly what I ate, but the only thing I know point values for is breakfast.