Exercise - 90 mins on the treadmill (3 x 30), 15 mins weights

Water - 12 cups

Food - 1931 calories (23% fat, 49% carbs, 25% protein)

Breakfast - protein shake, 3 clementines (159)

Lunch - whole wheat tortilla, mustard, smoked cdn back bacon, cheese blend, roasted veggies with balsamic vinegar, apple, fruit salad (519)

Dinner - spicy meatloaf with roasted potatoes/onions, broccoli, butter, salad, salad dressing (663)

Snacks - protein shake (x2), apple, fruit salad, pita crisps with salsa (590)

I’ll have to make this short as I still have help at the computer tonight. I haven’t had my snacks yet, but they’re arranged. It’s funny, but I never bother going to look for something else. It’s partly because of the size of the snack (everything except one of the protein shakes), but I suspect it’s the protein shake itself. Okay, I think I’ve had enough. About every six words or so I have to stop to lift the cat from between the keyboard and the monitor.

mizu - I left you a comment on your blog about the treadmill. Just find something you like doing. As much as I procrastinate about it, I actually enjoy the treadmill. The weights and the toning DVDs I’m not so fond of.

I’m thinking it’s a lie. Today will be 30 days in a row of regular exercise and I’m not sure I’ve formed the habit yet. This is a reply of sorts to leanmoomercows’ comment yesterday. The fact that I accomplish it amazes me every day. I sometimes talk about lack of motivation that hits almost (but not always) every day. I guess I feel that somewhere along the way it should get easier. Not the actual exercise, but that bargaining I do mentally with myself to make myself get on the treadmill. The exercise itself doesn’t get easier because I keep hitting the incline button on the treadmill.

However, every day I find myself making excuses about starting. Oh, I’ve got something to do first, or I’ve left it too late to do more than one session before lunch. Or something like that. The only legit excuse is pain, and it has to be real pain, not just a random twinge. It would be oh so easy to convince myself that I could skip a day, or take it easy today. See, today is 30 days in a row of doing 60 mins minimum on the treadmill every day. Yet I don’t feel like I’ve formed a new habit, or broken the old one. I’ve done my first 60 minutes on the treadmill, but I will have to push myself to do those last 30. And I also need to do some toning or work with the weights.

I also have to stop now because little one (aka Shadow) is chasing the characters as they appear on the screen. I’m waiting for the flat screen monitor to go flying off the desk. Oh good, something else has caught his eye and he’s off.

(For those that missed the original picture of Shadow helping me at the computer.)