I walked and ran on the treadmill for 50 minutes and then hit the spin bikes for another hour. I was channeling Jillian Michaels the entire time, and I swear the people in my gym are scared of "little ol me". I was mad when I hit the gym today and I tore a strip off those machines. Even the usuals didn't stop and smile or chit-chat, I scared even myself.
Now I'm suffering, but it sure did feel great. And I'm proud of that.
We went shopping at Costco. I was very hungry but I didn't head to the snack bar as I usually do to inhale a hot dog or piece of pizza, yogurt, and a coke. I waited until I got home and made me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
LOL how convenient, I just (kinda) posted about this in another thread! I haven't done anything specific today, but in general I feel like I've really got a handle on my life right now, and it makes me SO proud. I get all my schoolwork done on-time or even EARLY, I work 13 hours a week (which is a LOT for a part-time job at my school, because the workload is reeeally heavy), I've been losing weight and sticking to my plan almost perfectly, and I've been going to bed at a decent time almost every night. Hope I don't sound like too much of a braggart, LOL but it feels so amazing! If I've ever known what "pride" was, this must be it!
Today all I've done was wake up, but yesterday I had my first taste of refined sugar in almost two months (boyfriend whipped out chocolate for dessert and I had calories left over and was in the mood) and I didn't go crazy. I had 100 calories' worth, savored it, enjoyed it, and moved on with my life.