Back At It

So I had another brief wake-up call last week. I stepped on the scale and it read 272. I'm not even joking. I almost cried except I was too mad. I wish I could say that I've really put my heart into it since then but I'd be lying. I've half-assed my eating habits, even while tracking my calories on a fitness app.

I did start making baby steps towards building up my walking stamina, though. I walked some short distances a few times the past couple of weeks. It was encouraging to know that I could still put one foot in front of the other for no other reason than to walk. So I must have been on a bit of a high because something happened to me Saturday. I came home from town and had the overwhelming urge to get outside and walk. And not just a short meander like I had been doing. I wanted a WALK. So I put on my yoga pants and an oversized t-shirt, laced up my favorite New Balance, hooked the pup to her leash and set out on a quest.

The day was gorgeous and lovely. Not too hot. Traffic was quiet on my little country road and the pup was EXCITED. We made it 1.3 miles. In 22 mintues. lol

All that walking must have worn me out, though, because after I got home from church Sunday, I laid down on the couch--without even eating lunch!--and took a two hour nap while Morgan Freeman waxed poetic about a wormhole on the Science channel. Turns out Morgan Freeman has the most excellent voice for relaxing and putting me to sleep. ;-)

The walking took a brief hiatus Monday but come Tuesday, it was back. I had taken the day off to get some personal errands taken care of that afternoon. Which meant I had the whole morning to play around and do whatever.

So guess what I did!

Well, after I ate a huge breakfast of six slices of bacon and huge sausage patty...lol

First I got the weed eater out and trimmed around the house and driveway, then I got the weed spray out and sprayed around the house and driveway. THEN, I came in just long enough to cool off before pulling my yoga pants, oversized t-shirt and shoes on and heading back out for a walk with the pup. It was another beautiful day out and we took our time getting our 1.3 miles in. The pup was so excited that she had to stop and poop twice! lol

We came back in beautifully exhausted and sweaty, took a shower and then napped until time for me to head to town.

And how did I celebrate? By running through the McD's drive-thru for nuggets, fries and a frappe. lol

I'm nothing if not self-sabotaging. Needless to say, my fitness/calorie counting app was not pleased to see me go over my calorie allotment for the millionth time since I downloaded it. I really need to get a handle on this thing.

And then of course yesterday, I went out to lunch with a friend and totally blew my calorie budget for the day on something I didn't even enjoy. Went home and TRIED to walk it off but the blasted horseflies chased us back home. I came home irritated, miserable and tense and spent the rest of the night with a tension headache.

Totes awesome. On opposites day.

Today I am doing much much better. I've walked TWICE, almost a mile both times, and have stuck to my calorie allotment so far. If I can keep from throwing myself at any fast food between now and home, I should be good to go. Oh, and I have ONE MORE walk to take before I go home. I may pass out and die. lol

Something new I'm trying that seemed to help in the past is, I'm keeping a food feelings diary at home--hand written--because as satisfying as it is to type out some frustrations on a keyboard, putting pen to paper is even more helpful. And it keeps me consistent. I'm not tied to the computer. I can take the journal with me wherever and whenever I need to, I can vent. And maybe I can help talk myself out of my obsessions with eating ALL THE THINGS NOW!!

Anyway, that's where I'm at right now.