Today I've eaten like a complete little kid. Breakfast: cookies and raw cookie dough. Lunch: venti latte at Starbucks (at least it was a skinny latte). Snack: oatmeal cream pies, moon pie, animal crackers. Dinner: cheeseburger, fries, chocolate milkshake.
My husband asked why we're going out to eat again (second time this week). Because I don't feel like cooking dinner for him tonight, I'm tired, and I'm mentally on a cheat until Saturday. He wasn't complaining, but before this week he had a hard time remembering the last time the two of us had gone out for a meal alone. That's another reason for it - I wanted us to have some nice "couples time" together.
Over dinner, we talked about taking things to extremes and being hardcore. He described a lot of my eating and exercise as being hardcore when compared to the general population, although I could always take it further. I'm okay with that, but I want to know where I'm taking it and I want to know that I'll actually get there. Right now, I figure I'm taking a break through tomorrow night with the concert. I'll be back on plan as of Saturday morning (egg whites already on-hand). Then I want to stick with this plan for June and early July. Family is visiting from overseas during the 4th of July weekend, so I want to enjoy that. Then we're going to Vegas and I know I'll be off plan then. But I want to be in a good place when we leave for Vegas. I think a month of eating clean and exercising will do that for me, both physically and mentally.
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