Okay, we're officially on Day 2 of "Laura Ruins Her Efforts Watch 09".
For breakfast I had half a cup of veggie crunchers. They were not good.
Yeah. For lunch I finished the chinese food I had yesterday.
For dinner I had Chipotle. (Barbacoa fajita burrito with corn salsa, sour cream and cheese)
In between I had cheez-its. And diet coke. And one 12oz cup of water.
Right now I feel gross and tired. I was painting ALL day at my friends' condo. I am wiped and I feel gross from the food I chose to eat.
I don't know what to think. I wasn't talking any game last night - I really did feel it was behind me and I was ready to be healthy again. When I woke up today...I didn't want any part of it.
I don't know what to say. I can't say I'm going to get back on track tomorrow because I thought that yesterday and look what happened. But I'm not exactly about to plan for another day like this.
The only positive thing I did today was bring an apple and some all-bran crackers over with me to my friends' place. I didn't eat them, but I brought them...so this barely counts at all.
I'm disappointed in myself. The food makes me feel gross and the emotions in response to choosing said food makes me feel gross and it's not easy to break that cycle.
I'm gonna get on the scale tomorrow morning and deal with the consequences and post it like I always do.
...I didn't want to write this post. I'm kind of embarrassed because I thought I was better than this.
*Boys, stop reading* I don't know what part of me is rebelling against all the work I've put in the past three months. Maybe the raging PMS side of me, I don't know. I don't remember going nuts last month. Gah. It may be a case of raging PMS, because I'm either constantly irritated or teary eyed over nothing, and I am craving the most ridiculous things that are terrible for me that I never want otherwise. And combined with working so hard and being tired, I give in.
Maybe I shouldn't blame anyone or anything at all, other than myself.
Right now I'm craving cold, refreshing, light things. That is at least a good sign. But I'm always more motivated at night for some reason, so regardless of those wants I have now tomorrow morning could turn into an entirely different beast. I hope not. I guess we'll see what happens.
Sigh. Sorry guys. This sucks.