So I haven't blogged since Sunday and it's Thursday already. I guess it's hard to say something about yourself when it's not positive. I do good sometimes. Other times, not so good. The other day I binged on some white cheddar cheese puffs. They were yummy. But I feel so bad about it that I have been thinking about those puffs for days. I think the reason it has been bothering me so much, where last year I wouldn't have given it another thought, is because I know that I should put it to print here in my blog. I'm embarrassed to do so. I often have trouble stopping the snack attack. But the whole reason I started this project of mine, besides changing to a healthier lifestyle, is to be accountable for may actions; responsible to my friends and family for how I behave. Well... sort of. I know the people who love me don't care that I ate a bunch of cheese puffs. But I'm sure they would rather hear that I didn't and instead I grabbed an apple and enjoyed it just as much. There is just something about crunching on something salty, cheesy, and bad for you. Right?
Well enough about the damn puffs. They are gone and will not be returning for awhile.
As far as exorcizing, I walked around my neighborhood with my friend Monday. My neighborhood is very hilly. It felt great doing it even though I got a little winded on the steeper parts. But the next day and the day after that, my butt muscles were killing me. Ha Ha!! I walked a flat route Tuesday but by the time we reached the end of the walk I was so tired and my muscles were telling me to rest. That part was easy. My daughter came down with a bad cold and has been home from school for two days. I'm hoping she will return to school tomorrow and I will be able to go for a walk in the morning.
Even though I didn't go out walking I felt I needed to be somewhat active at home. I did do some yard work. Moving things around the backyard and trying to kill a gopher (he's destroying my grass). But it wasn't as much as it should have been. I am finding it hard to motivate myself to move more.
My husband is doing better than me and that aggravates me. I'm proud of him for putting his mind to it and working on his eating habits but why can't I get my head around the idea of eating better. I know exactly how to do it. I've been to enough diet programs and read enough articles on weight loss and even been successful in the past at losing weight. So why is it coming easier for him. I do, of course, have ideas on this, but they are all just excuses. I don't want to post excuses. Focus, Karen, focus!!!!!
I have my work cut out for me.
Love to all
Karen.
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