Up, Up, and Away

No I don't wish I were light enough to float. I need to set some goals for myself and actually stick with them instead of letting them fly out the door like an escaped canary. Every time I say, "I'm going to start jogging" I wake up in the morning and I decide I am to tired for a morning jog and that it is to cold, I'll go after work". The work day ends and I do it again, make excuses. It's always, "I'm too tired". Having had that checked out by a doctor I think the phrase should be, "I'm to lazy". There I said it. I'm a severe procrastinator and I just don't want to do anything. I KNOW I need to get in shape, I KNOW I want to be healthy, but something in my brain is not clicking as the motivation is just. not. there.

Anyone have a treadmill? Seriously, perhaps having the ability to run in the comfort of my own home would be motivation enough because really....it is to cold.

Walking Day 1

I woke up and made coffee as usual...Hubby and I don't do well without it. Jumping into the shower I contemplated my day knowing that a better part of the office would be out doing one thing or another, meaning I had lots and lots of time for blogging, school work, and internet surfing ailments that I think I might have. That was a long shower.

I had decided a few days earlier that I was going to start walking to work again this year. Last winter I walked the months of November, December and January for the same reason I am walking this year......my car won't start. Yeah got to love a car that is even more stubborn than myself and even less of a morning "person".

So I poured myself a large cup of coffee and waited for my father to arrive to watch my child. I love having in home daycare, especially free. A few minutes after he came in I was on my way to work. Why do I have to decide to walk in 30 degree temperatures in dress shoes?

Actually the walk was quite nice and I only tried to lose my shoes twice. With a broke down car I don't have an excuse to not walk daily, I just need to motivate myself to do it on the weekends as well. Now lets see how many times I fall on my butt this year, got to love ice. Last years record was 10 times and no broken bones.

On menu items

Last night I went to the big city to pick my dad up from the airport. His flight wasn't scheduled to come in until a little after 9pm and being thrifty as I am I convinced hubby that he needed to come with me and turn the 1 1/2 drive into a window shopping trip. Needless to say that meant that we left the house around 5:45 with no dinner in our tummies. With enjoying our shopping we didn't get around to stopping for food until after my dad arrived. I had to break my rule of no eating after 8pm....I was starving.

So we decide on Chile's after my suggestion of Olive Garden was shot down. Looking over the menu I spied something that perked my interest and I figured would fill me up....a half turkey sandwich with soup. That sounds healthy only we came in so late they didn't have anymore soup. I look over the rest of the menu and see their "Guiltless Grill" with names like guiltless chicken....what is so guiltless about it? The fact it is served with non-fat dressing or comes with black beans instead of fries? Oh I look back on it now and think I should have gotten over my fear of saying the word guiltess and should have ordered the Guitless Chicken Platter instead I ordered the Cajun Chicken which had a lot of kick to it. I only ate about half the fries....oh I love their fries and of course had to have 2 Top Shelf Margarita's which hubby shared with me thankfully.

So do I feel bad for eating this today....so far no because for once I didn't over do it, the sandwich wasn't too large and there are fries in the fridge for me to eat for lunch today....yea I know I am evil.

Mini Challenge

My weight loss group is doing mini challenges this go around to help keep us motivated through the holiday season. Challenge #1 was to declare our goal for this challenge and then to accomplish it. My goal is to lose 9 pounds by the end of the challenge which is December 28th. We'll see how much I can get accomplished with such a lofty goal.

Challenge #2 is to do some cleaning. Not just any cleaning but that closet or room we've been avoiding because it is just to much work. I have many closets and rooms that really need to be cleaned so I thought it would be best to list them off and then cross them off as I completed them. We have until the 18th to clean at least one room/closet.

1. My son's closet - Go through sizes, get rid of old clothes, put away clothes that are in laundry baskets.
2. My closet - Fold and put away all clothes, get rid of any I just haven't or will not wear.
3. The mud room - Clean off couch, sweep and mop floor, clean ferret cage and change out bedding for turtles.
4. My computer desk - Shred old paperwork, put up books, put away files
5. Basement - Clean up water from leak, check for mold and fungus, organize boxes and find Fall and Christmas decorations.

I think that about does it. Something to do every week.

Found a reason

For women the upcoming arrival of her monthly visitor, aka: Aunt Flo (AF) signals a lot of changes in her body. Bloating, weight gain, big boobies....you get the point we are uncomfortable. For the past week I have noticed these changes and in the past two days noticed the weight gain. It seems that 2 days prior to the arrival of AF I retain 5 pounds in water. Monday I weighted in at 155.4, yesterday and today I came in at 160.8! Yeah I know I had chinese for dinner yesterday but come on!! At least now I know why I was craving pork fried rice last night.

Going down hill

I think I need to throw the yo-yo away. I can't stand seeing my weight drop one week to going right back up the next.

So okay this week there is probably a good reason for my weight gain. I've had a recent loss of another kind in my life, my grandmother, who at 81 succumbed to the battle of cancer. I knew it was coming, I'd prepared myself months ago for the inevitable but that still doesn't make it any easier. I said for her I am going to get healthy and instead upon the news of her death all I wanted to do was down the crown royal and vodka my dad had sitting on the stove. I didn't. A few days later through my urge for comfort food over came me and to make myself feel better I got my skinny husband to join me in eating chips and ice cream and drinking coke.

The ice cream is almost gone, the chips are gone and the soda is beginning to make me sick. I want to go jogging today, I really do, but mother nature decided we needed rain, a lot of it. I need something to do inside the house to keep me away from the store since most of the junk food is gone...again.