Marathon Mom

Weight: 159.4

After like this “perfect” day of eating, yesterday. I should be upset with the gain, right. Except that I discovered this morning that TOM was standing on the scale with me. The bastard! So, all the candy binges of the last week are not my fault - IT’S ALL TOM’S FAULT!! (Hmm… this is sounding vaguely familiar.)

So, I’m good with it. And even though today actually managed to get off to a WORSE start than yesterday (if that was even possible without loss of life or limb) I did NOT use it as an excuse to grab a crap-n-go breakfast from Jack in the Box. Or even a gingerbread latte and pumpkin scone from Buck in the Star (give it a minute…. there ya go!) BTW - if you are feeling tempted to “indulge” take a minute and go to the company’s website. Look at the nutrition info. A venti non-fat gingerbread latte with no-whip: 330 calories (not HORRIBLE, but definitely not great.) A pumpkin scone: 450 calories. And that, my friends, is nearly my DAILY allowance! In something that I wouldn’t even consider breakfast, since totally NOT FILLING at all!!! Yeah, talked me right out of it there! MY WORD how can people eat that (ok, so I can totally eat it, but only in ignorance. Now that I know, I don’t think I could stomach it - yes, you’re welcome for that pun of the day.)

So I had tea (zero calories) and a Lean Cuisine chicken fettucini something or other that had like 300 calories. And was remarkably filling.

I have had something in my eye like ALL MORNING. It has felt like someone was taking a straight pin and scraping it up and down my eye every time I blinked. I blink a lot. Especially when it feels like I have a straight pin in my eye. I finally had to kick vanity in the nuts and just go flush my eye out with water. Then I spent another 20 minutes getting all the make up off my other eye. I now look like my best friend died or I have an eye infection. Good news - whatever the hell it was is finally gone. Bad news - it’s noon and I have to stay red and swollen eyed with no make up for the rest of the work day. Maybe people will think I’m bereft or contagious and stay the hell away - oh, well than it’s win-win!

More later. Need to get back to pretending to work… *wondering if I can break my Bejeweled Blitz high score*

AM weigh-in: 151.6

Stayed on point yesterday… up until I discovered that the movie theater had FROZEN JUNIOR MINTS! Hell, that’s not even fair. I am powerless against those little chocolate covered mint pellets of goodness when they’re in their frozen state. POWERLESS. And they were awesome.

So overall, I ate well yesterday (the frozen JMs were in place of dinner last night. I know I know, not the most healthy or nutritious choice, but damn tasty!) I didn’t get any exercise in beyond the usual up and down stairs at work and general housecleaning at home. I did get a good 8 hours sleep last night, the first in well over a week. I feel a bit better today. Small headache still. I need to change the pillow arrangement while I’m in sleep mode - I keep waking up with a stiff neck and headache, I almost feel hungover. I had been attributing it to all the painting I’ve been doing at night the past week. But it’s been a couple of days now and I’m not feeling much better. I think the paint fumes have dispersed enough, they shouldn’t be affecting me anymore.

And, it’s time to get that exercise routine back on track. Birthday is now in less than a month. Panic totally setting in!

Today started off on the wrong foot. Literally. I went to get up for my morning workout and could barely move. I’m SO stiff and sore. I’ve been overdoing the exercise and not taking any days off to give my muscles time to rest and heal. And it caught up with me today. Pain. Having trouble standing, having trouble on the stairs. Not good, not good at all. So I took today off even though I really didn’t want to.

And for whatever reason, I was hungry all day. I’ve been fantasizing about a meatball sub from Subway for days now. Today especially. I stuck with my menu… up until I got home tonite. And then I had two hamburger patties, a bag of Smart pop kettle corn, and a whole bunch of french fries. But I didn’t feel like I had an out of control binge. I was hungry. And except for the french fries, my food choices weren’t horrible. Ah, but I do love the french fries. I’m not hungry anymore, thank goodness.

Just had to run and pick my daughter up from play practice at high school. I missed part of The Biggest Loser, I’m kinda upset and I find myself now heating up a waffle. Part of that is because the fries are not sitting well.

Tomorrow is another day. I’m chalking today up to “metabolism building” and sticking with my resolve not to feel guilty. I was hungry. I ate. I could have made MUCH worse food choices than I have. I’m going to be ok with this.