During my commute home on Friday, I mapped out a plan on how to stay on plan and be completely active all weekend. And then I got home and completely fell off the wagon... hard.
After dinner, I just kept eating and eating and eating until I had stomach pains of death, then, I threw up and fell asleep at about 9:00pm.
Saturday morning, I resolved to get back on plan - just because you have a bad day, doesn't mean that you have to throw the whole weekend away, right? So, I procrastinated all morning and then finally coaxed myself into going for a jog - and I did my best jog yet - week 4, day 1 of the C2 10K program. I ended up jogging for a total of 22 minutes and never felt better.
When I got home from the jog - being Saturday night and all - I went a little overboard on the booze and somehow, that turned into a late night stop at McDonalds (McChicken and fries).
Now, Sunday morning - tomorrow is weigh-in day and not only do I feel like garbage (from the booze and McDicks) but I am worrying about what the scale will say tomorrow morning. I so badly want to be in the 180's, but after this train-wreck of a weekend - my hopes and dreams are looking pretty bleak. Right now, I'm trying not to stew in self-hate and am trying to put all this behind me and move on into a more healthier frame of mind!
Hey Lisa, hang in there. It's a journey and as much as we'd all like to be perfect all the time we're only human. You might not hit the 180s this week but you will get there.
ReplyDeleteThanks Meg :-)
ReplyDeleteThe scale may not say what you want tomorrow, but that doesn't mean it won't next week! Keep fighting the good fight.
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