Here's what I'm committing to, starting tomorrow
- I'm going to focus on tracking my calories.
- I'm going to focus on getting at least 7 hours of sleep (that'll be much easier once we drop the 2nd paper route)
- I'm going to focus on exercise every day - there's a treadmill at work, Justin and I are planning on getting one at home
4. Journal my journey, work through the emotional issues that I have with regards to weight.I know I have those too.
Join me on my journey if you dare. It'll get ugly. It'll get emotional. I've definitely had my eyes opened as I've checked the calorie count(s) for a lot of my 'normal' diet foods. Bean burritos made with whole wheat tortillas - fine, but one is going to be 200 calories. I need to figure out exactly how it's going to fit into my diet. I did decide that my favorite breakfast is going to be 8 grain cereal with blueberries. This may be TMI but that breakfast keeps me regular, but I may alternate it with the omelet that I've gotten used to. With the fake eggs and a slice of cheese it's not that bad calorie-wise, and I really don't notice much of a difference in the taste between the carton eggs and real eggs.
I also figured out that I can post through MMS. That's a good thing, as I refuse to pay $25 per phone for Internet access for my BlackBerry and Justin's Internet capable Gravity III. We pay for Internet at home, why add in the $50 extra to our phone bill?
Anyway, I'll post more later... maybe not tonight, but this post is a start to show that I'm serious. I'm focused and I'm doing this. This is who I'm doing it for...
My ducky boy |
The 19 year old did hurt my feelings a bit when he was home earlier this month, and my reaction was to want to turn to food. He got mad because he made plane reservations back for the wrong day not once, but twice and he told me he was never coming back to windy OK to visit me. I loaned him enough money to pay for the plane fare back, but he had to hurry so much to get through security and on the plane that I got barely a hug. Yea, that feels good after 10 years of single parenting. Oh the joys of kids. I know I'm not the only one to go through it, and at least mine turned out very well. I'm so very proud of him even when he hurts my feelings. There was a long time when he was so angry at the world, yet now he's let go of the anger and is a Marine. Semper Fi.
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