It’s all up to me

My sister and I have been emailing and she commented how weight loss is a marathon and not a sprint.  This is a mantra that I am desperately trying to cling to right now.  I was excited for my weekly weigh-in this morning and was then devastated to see that I gained a pound.  Logically, I know I didn’t exercise as much as I normally do and that my eating wasn’t as strict as usual (damn those peanuts and carrots) but it’s still discouraging. 

I am going to keep on track, though.  I am smart enough to realize that if I continue to exercise and eat healthy foods that I WILL lose weight and inches.  It may not be as fast as I would like it to happen but it will happen.  I have already gotten in my workout today and my hubby went shopping so our fridge is full of healthy foods.  And fortunately for my ego when I weighed myself after my workout it showed that I had lost, not gained, a pound.  Even though I know these results might not be as reliable I’m going with it, I’m now at 277.  We have a preschool function after church today where there will be treats and I need that pound to cling to so I don’t dive head-first into the cake.

Maybe my results from last week were a good thing.  I’m someone who loves exercise but I let life get in the way (appts, snow removal, feeling guilty for taking time for myself, etc.)  This week I know that I cannot let that happen.  Yesterday, for instance, was completely my fault.  My hubby and oldest son went to the grocery store and I stayed home with the baby.  It just so happened the baby went down for a nap about 5 minutes after they left.  Instead of getting housework done I decided to snuggle in bed for a little bit.  Two hours later I hear my boys come home and I realize that I slept the entire time they were gone.  I admitted to my hubby that I fell asleep and he told me to still workout (the baby was up by this time) so I did but I was feeling so guilty that he hadn’t had a break all morning that I stopped after 15 minutes.  I wonder if the men have these guilty feelings like we women always seem to have???

My dilemma for today is going to be the cake/cookies at the preschool celebration.  Knowing that this is a marathon I can’t deprive myself of sweets forever.  What I have decided to do is if the cake/cookies truly seem irresistable I am going to allow myself to have some.  But only if the frosting is buttercream (I hate that whipped stuff) and only if the cookies look like they’re chewey and really chocolatey.  I’m not going to eat just for the sake of eating.  This will be a special treat and since we don’t have any dangerous foods in the house I know that I will stay on track after that.  I’ll let you all know what I ended up doing tomorrow.