It was crazy. Kristin had bronchitis and was on her second round of anti-biotics. I had one day where all I did was drive places. All. day. long. I was exhausted. Then when my husband asked me what was for dinner, I nearly bit his head off. "Buy it!" I growled. I was not making dinner. I was not removing my butt from the couch unless the house was on fire or I had to pee. That's when the trouble started. We went to Carl's Jr. I ordered a Famous Star--my standard order. Well in the Weight Watcher community that is about 14 points and that is half my points for the day! I didn't care. And I didn't have to.
The next day I was back to "behaving" and I was doing great...that was until I nibbled on some semisweet chocolate chips. I know I didn't eat tons and tons, but I also didn't make any effort to track eating them. By Thursday I was not keeping track at all. And I was getting cranky. Is there a connection between bad eating and bad moods? Then Friday came and Ryan came down with the flu. 102 fever. Lethargic. Coughing. You know that horrible barky one. Great! Here we go again. My kitchen was gross by dinner time. I didn't care. I was in a deep funk. I did not care about the state of the kitchen. I went to bed leaving my kitchen gross.
The next day, I crawled out of bed at 930 and didn't even get dressed til 1130. This is highly irregular for me. I am real big on being dressed before I come downstairs. And to stay in jammies for that long is only okay for me if I am sick. I just couldn't lay there though. So I dragged myself back upstairs and took a nice shower and got dressed. Then, as "The Eye of The Tiger" song plays out in my mind, I toss all 5 loads of laundry over the balcony of the stairs and sort through them. Then I tackled the kitchen. It took me all day. It is still not done. But it is worlds away from where it was.
Well after all that work, I was in no mood to cook so....we went to McDonald's. Oh I know. Soooo bad. But such is life. I ordered the grilled chicken club with all its fat and bacon goodness! That sandwich is probably more like 20 points!! Again I wasn't caring. But, I wasn't sulking so that was at least a step up.
So what did I take away from all this? Well one thing I already knew: stuff happens. I need action plans for better eating on those days when my life gets turned upside down. And with three kids it doesn't just get turned upside down, it gets shaken not stirred! I am a stress eater, but that was a no brainer for me. So I need to figure that one out...it's a tough one. An alcoholic will drink to calm their nerves. An eater will...eat. Chocolate is particularly soothing. It is a scientific fact. So I need to find an outlet.
Going to WW yesterday was scary. I just knew I must have gained my little success right back and then some. I was going to pay for it. And much like this blog, going to WW is like going to confession. You can be any religion on the planet, but when you step on that scale suddenly you are Catholic. They don't hound you or anything. You just can't help but own up to the things you did during the week.
Despite my bad choices, I managed to lose .6. Not to shabby. I am back on track this week. I really want to make this happen. So I continue my uphill battle. Does that count as exercise?
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Pounds lost 2.6
or (by mine) 5.6
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Strawberry Poke Cake
1 box strawberry cake mix
2 egg whites
12oz diet 7-up
1 cup boiling water
Sugar free strawberry Jello-small package
Mix first 3 ingredients with a mixer
Spray 9x13 pan with cooking spray. Cook in oven at 350* for 30 minutes. Allow cake to cool for about 20 minutes. Using a straw or something with a tip, poke holes in the cake. Gradually stir the jello into the cup of boiling water. After it is mixed, slowly spoon it over the cake. Let it chill in the refrigerator. Frost it with fat free cool whip. (you can garnish it with fresh strawberries.) Enjoy. Keep refrigerated.
Serves 12 and each piece is 3 points. My mom made it with lemon cake and lemon jello. It was delicious. You could make all kinds of flavors. You can also make the cake and not poke it with any diet soda. If you have a low fat or fat free frosting recipe I would love to know about it!
2 comments:
Yeah, the stress gets me every time. Onward and downward!
So you just keep going, one foot in front of the other!
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