I do not need chocolate.
I do not need pretzels.
I do not need sherbet.
I do not need goldfish crackers.
I do not need toast with peanut butter.
I do not need an English Toffee Cappuccino.
I do not need a Fruit Smoothie.
These are the mantras I have been trying to repeat to myself all day yesterday and today.
I've been trying to intuitively eat for a while now ... and I'm just not having any success. The weight is not going down. So yesterday, I fell back to an old friend and my world is a little challenging at the moment. I know I have to go through this.
I planned out a great healthy menu yesterday. By 2:00 I was ready to eat the drywall in my office. Going from zero to 60 is not easy, I know that. Seriously, I drank so much tea trying to squelch the cravings I thought I might float away ... and I was still craving food, any food. I did manage not to venture out and pick up a little somethin'-somethin' in the afternoon.
Unfortunately my resolve did not hold and when I got home I devoured a much too large serving (much, MUCH too large) of Goldfish cracks (pretzel and multi-colored ... a girl needs some variety ya know!). Followed by a bowl of cereal, some salad and a little
While yesterday didn't go perfectly, it was a step in the right direction. I actually appreciated the feeling of hunger, because honestly I haven't felt that in a while and I need to get in touch with that. It's about finding that balance and that will take a little more practice. Today has been better, although it's only 3PM so we'll have to wait and see. Yesterday I'd finished my lunch before noon, today I toughed it out and waited, plus had a great snack in the afternoon ... Edamame
A 9 oz bag (from Costco in the US) has 158 calories, 6 g fat, 4 g fiber, and 13g protein. This makes a large serving and totally keeps me satisfied not only from the protein, but it's also something that takes a bit of time to eat which is a good thing for me. I just ♥ this stuff!
Ran 9.7 miles on the weekend ... lost count of the # of stops, but made it through. Flat route along the ocean side, very pleasant. Knocked me out cold for the rest of the day. This getting back in shape thing still sucks. Yes, 9.7 miles is a very respectable distance for most runners, but there was a time not so long ago where I would have banged that out any day, without stopping and continued on with my day without issue. Mentally I'm still having a hard time accepting that, but there's nothing I can do but work my way back there. At the moment I'm forcing it until it becomes easier.