It was a dark and stormy Friday… but only over me. I went to see my nutritionist and AFTER DOING EVERYTHING RIGHT, AND GOING TO BED HUNGRY EVERY NIGHT!!!!, I did not lose ANY weight for the week! F**k!!! I have been off sugar, wheat and dairy for 5 weeks now. I am happy to admit that I feel a hundred times better – the pooch under my belly button feels SO much smaller. But COME ON!!!!
During that week, I went to spinning class twice, ashtanga yoga three times, and got “walked”* by one of my besties. OK – I will admit that during that week, I consumed 4 glasses of wine (and okay – one martini – because I was feeling especially cheeky and cocky that night…) And I don’t even want to tell you how much my alcohol consumption has dropped – but it’s at least by half (if not more….)
Left Brain was working at home that day – I went in to his office to commiserate. He immediately went into the “you have to look at the long game – think how much better you feel – blah blah blah…” Of course he’s right – but I just wanted to be pissed off and mad for awhile. And yes – to have a moment (or a couple of hours) silence, for my dearly departed tolerance for alcohol…
But here’s the good news…. In the past, I would have thrown up my hands and said “F**k it!” If I’m going to be miserable and deprive myself and still not get results, I might as well do what I want. Except doing what I wanted led to 30 pounds of misery – and not feeling like myself. I realize I’m moaning and this is definitely a first world problem. So – I put my head down, prepared a healthy dinner, and decided that damn it!! I’m Worth It! So I will keep trucking along, and do my best and feel better in the morning. (And I really did feel better in the morning – the scale showed a 2 lb. drop!!! Go figure….)
* Note to Self: “Self! Consider walking with friends who are slower and in worse shape than you…” Her dog is getting older and didn’t want to do the long jaunt that morning, so I got walked… I should have been wearing a leash!