Yesterday was a bad day. It didn’t start well & it didn’t end well.
After being up all night with my very sick 11yo son, I knew that the day would be hard! I kept thinking of all my work & cals burnt during the triathalon on Friday hoping it would get me through! It wasn’t enough & I wasn’t strong enough to stop the inner voice :( I am devastated to think that all that time working out on Friday has now been consumed in 1 days eating. I just know that this week those scales are going to punish me! I deserve to be punished for my stupidity.
Breakkie wasnt so bad as I did have fruit. Lunch wasn’t all good though. 2 bits of cafe toast with a cup of green tea. Not too bad but not the best either. As the day dragged on & my son got sicker, I could feel myself becoming tired and exhausted. Here I was on my own trying to race around after a 21mth old toddler as well as be there for my boy & try to cool him down since he had a temp that wouldn’t break. Now things went downhill & just kept going down fast!
Instead of grabbing for a cold bottle of water from the fridge, I grabbed for the coke, instead of grabbing for an apple, I had a small piece of dark chocolate then after a trip to the hospital with my son I just gave up trying to fight. I had a maccas heart approved (or so they say) sweet chilli wrap with seared chicken. If I had of stopped at that it would have been fine but nooooooooo, I had to have 4 wicked wings too! About the only things I did do that was ok last night was wash it all down with water!
I don’t even want to begin to work out the calories I ate yesterday but I know that I am devastated. I cant believe that I let myself become that weak to the point where I was making bad choices. It was sleep deprivation & exhaustion that put the weight on me in the first place! I should know this & I should know the signs. Last night though I gave up all to easily.
I am sorry Mish & Meels for letting you down.I am sorry to myself for letting me down. I shouldn’t be doing this stuff. I should be aiming to get to my goal weight not falling off the wagon! I guess though we learn from each time we fall. We pick ourselve up, dust ourselves off & we hit the road again! This is important I feel. It helps shape us for those times when yes one night over indulgence may happen BUT its the getting back on the clean road quickly that counts.
Cath xoxo
After being up all night with my very sick 11yo son, I knew that the day would be hard! I kept thinking of all my work & cals burnt during the triathalon on Friday hoping it would get me through! It wasn’t enough & I wasn’t strong enough to stop the inner voice :( I am devastated to think that all that time working out on Friday has now been consumed in 1 days eating. I just know that this week those scales are going to punish me! I deserve to be punished for my stupidity.
Breakkie wasnt so bad as I did have fruit. Lunch wasn’t all good though. 2 bits of cafe toast with a cup of green tea. Not too bad but not the best either. As the day dragged on & my son got sicker, I could feel myself becoming tired and exhausted. Here I was on my own trying to race around after a 21mth old toddler as well as be there for my boy & try to cool him down since he had a temp that wouldn’t break. Now things went downhill & just kept going down fast!
Instead of grabbing for a cold bottle of water from the fridge, I grabbed for the coke, instead of grabbing for an apple, I had a small piece of dark chocolate then after a trip to the hospital with my son I just gave up trying to fight. I had a maccas heart approved (or so they say) sweet chilli wrap with seared chicken. If I had of stopped at that it would have been fine but nooooooooo, I had to have 4 wicked wings too! About the only things I did do that was ok last night was wash it all down with water!
I don’t even want to begin to work out the calories I ate yesterday but I know that I am devastated. I cant believe that I let myself become that weak to the point where I was making bad choices. It was sleep deprivation & exhaustion that put the weight on me in the first place! I should know this & I should know the signs. Last night though I gave up all to easily.
I am sorry Mish & Meels for letting you down.I am sorry to myself for letting me down. I shouldn’t be doing this stuff. I should be aiming to get to my goal weight not falling off the wagon! I guess though we learn from each time we fall. We pick ourselve up, dust ourselves off & we hit the road again! This is important I feel. It helps shape us for those times when yes one night over indulgence may happen BUT its the getting back on the clean road quickly that counts.
Cath xoxo
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