So, yesterday started off on the right foot. Our 62 yo housemate returned home this week. (Long story, but she is here temporarily. And, we LOVE having her around so it’s no big deal.) She took me to her Aerobics class yesterday after talking me into it for months now. For $1, I figured I’d give it a shot.
I arrived to a gym filled with grumpy men and anxious ladies all above 50 years old! (Ha!) Funniest part, the lady next to me tried to tell me that I was doing a move wrong at one point and ended up causing the entire line to run into each other. Ha! Serves her right! (Just kidding! I’m really not that mean!) I was surprised at how I could get myself to sweat during an “extremely modified” aerobic session. I guess all my years of Jazzercise helped me to accommodate pretty much any workout. To say the least, I will return next week for $1 and to hang out with my fellow new 50+ friends. (Bonus: They have weight-lifting afterwards for FREE. Woot Woot!)
After Aerobics, I agreed to help her with some items of importance. Like getting paperwork from her storage unit and getting the contacts on her old phone transferred over to the new one. (That’s a whole ‘nother subject. I’ve been teaching her how to use a phone since Monday. Of which, I told her NOT to get. But anyhow… 62yo’s are like talking to Teenagers sometimes. Geesh!) Well, she ended up getting entirely turned around on the way to the storage facility. So, the plan to eat at a nice Salad/Soup Restaurant went straight into the dumpster… and so did my diet. The next turn was a THAI Restaurant!
It’s probably been a century since I have visited a Thai Restaurant. I had no idea what to order and couldn’t think fast enough on my feet to plan for something low-fat/low-sodium/low-cal…etc. I went with my GUT (and not figuratively) and ordered the Wide Pad Thai Noodles with Brown Gravy, Chicken and Broccoli. Ya, I did post that I was only going to eat 1/2 of that plate. Ya RIGHT! I ate the whole damn thing!! Can you blame me?! I’ve been eating clean (veggies, fruits, meats, etc) for the last 22 days. Set some “gravy” and rice noodles in front of me and this “fat chick” ain’t going to control herself. I ate it all and LOVED it! (And of course, I felt like passing out right after we got into the car. Damn Carbs!)
I knew I had plans to visit my friends that evening at the local Ale House. Therefore, I think the reason for me being upset at the Thai Restaurant was because I had planned to eat healthy at lunch and bad at dinner. So not the case here…. at all. You’ll see why in a minute!
I downed my Herbal Tea and Water the rest of the day until it was time to prepare myself for my Ale House adventure. 6:30pm, I walked into the door and was greeted by my hubby and my friends at the Ale House. After spending an entire day with a 62yo discussing Social Security benefits (Eck!)… I ordered a BEER…. then, an order of Spinach Dip with Chips… and then a Hamburger with Bacon, ‘Shrooms and Provolone on a WHITE bun with Yellow Mustard and a side of Sweet Potato Fries… and then, ANOTHER BEER! O.M.G….. Call 9-1-1… Marcia is going into a FOOD COMA! Thank GOD for my hubby being there and not ordering anything of his own. He helped me tear apart my feast. Thankfully. The beers must’ve numbed me, because I didn’t even consider a dessert. Or maybe I did…. it’s not the point here. Or is it? LOL! Good Lord…
So, today… I wake up. Massive Allergy Attack (I am only to assume it’s from the nastiness I ate yesterday) and step on the scale…. I swear it looked like this….
I went up 1.4 pounds since YESTERDAY!!!
I’m not going to tell you my weight exactly. Mainly because I am in a challenge and I don’t want to announce any weight standings till Sunday (as that is what everyone else is doing as well, it’s only fair that way). Basically, I’m beating myself up today. I feel like the scale and the hamburger are playing the “Rocky Theme Song” and dancing with each other!
I’ve decided to skip the Yoga class today. Instead, I will head to the gym or take the pupster on a walk later this afternoon. My 62yo has left the building for a few hours. So, I think I will take in the moment and enjoy some FREE time on the couch and allow my nose to open up and the allergy med’s to take control.
My promise to myself though… I will NOT repeat yesterday this week. I will NOT allow myself to have another FOOD COMA this month. I’m not saying that I will never have a Food Coma again. I’m saying that I am not allowing myself to fall ass backwards into my old eating habits. If, by chance, I have another day like this in the future. No biggie! As long as I go on the next day with healthy eating habits and good exercise… I’ll be proud of myself. Bad Days happen to Good People. I’m not going to let it define me. But I still wish it would have turned out a little differently.
Here’s hoping that the scale is kind to me on Sunday! And a little funny to take us out with. Enjoy and have a GOOD day!