Going to weigh in on Thursday. Mentally incapable of weighing in today. This weekend I learned I can prepare for a party by working out before and eating properly the day of the event but there is the chance everything will go to hell the following day. Short on "Jenny" food and an impromptu drive down the coast proved challenging and I failed. Being in a car, rather hungry and very tired (ie hung over) with beef jerky, sunflower seeds, Dibs and chips available proved to be too much for me. I munched out Oops! The first real munchy mess up I have had. It was counteracted by a trip to a farmers market where we bought some fresh chard and artichokes and our Halloween pumpkins. I did resist the temptation and healing powers of a Bloody Mary. The scale was not too punishing this morning but I do feel bad. Trying to look at the positives, dinner was lean meat our fresh veggies and a potato. I took a few breaks from Jenny Craig food this weekend. I made some mistakes but recovered. This is going to be a long journey if I am doing it a pound at a time I need to know I am human and will venture off my path from time to time. The moment I feel deprived is the moment I give up. So I am not going to beat myself up every weekend. I am going to just keep trying. I am not ready to quit! Today I have been an "A" student. I have to stay in today. Today is good. Weird how I am starting to like Mondays.
I got to yoga 4 times last week and road my bike 3 times. The final work out was tough. Everything hurt and I heard groans coming from someone in class that echoed how I felt. It was comic relief and comforting that I was not alone in my pain and suffering. I sort of felt like someone in a cell that could hear the echos of a fellow inmate crying in a distant cell. I wanted to call out "My name is Mary how long have you been imprisoned here?" Then I heard the sound of a very chronic horrible sounding cough. I located the source of the cough and noticed I was not the only one horrified with the possibility of being contaminated with pertussis or TB. A few others shifted their focus to the old Asian coughing man. Probably a recovered smoker trying to live a healthier life but a little too late. The room air is hot and thick you have to breath through your nose the entire time and sometimes this is unbearable, it stinks like a room full of sweaty Yogis pourng off sweat like Niagara falls because it is!. All that breathing with someone that is sick takes away from the zen. The carpet was saturated with sweat when I got there. So you do not just get to smell your fellow Yogis you get the class prior and maybe the one before that too. Maybe a call to the health department is in order. I tried hard to stay on my mat.! Like if I stepped off I would go into lava or get eaten by an alligator. I was a bit grossed out in Yoga and I hurt. Not the best class and I took a lot of breaks. I was not flexible and tired fast. My mind wondered more than usual. Taking a 2 day break to recharge the batteries.
I am full force eating right today. Here is one problem with being on a diet like Jenny Craig. If you eat your own food or eat out you can be lead to feel bad about it. I am going to look at it as the inevitable. Not going to eat the food forever. They have maintenance program that guides you through the transition to real food. I sure hope I make it.
Boots to arrive today! Buyers remorse sort of setting in. They may go back unless they make me feel good inside and out! It is weird how clothes can make a women "feel" I was watching "What not to Wear" and got to thinking about how one is to dress fashionably and be put together in a way to accentuate your best features in an age appropriate way without breaking the bank and without getting caught up with designers. It is hard. I think the perfect garment or outfit would be made of quality fabric not made in China (good luck with finding that) , timeless and fit correctly. You would have a timeless look that shows you are sophisticated confident and sexy. I have been known to buy random pieces simply because they were a size I would feel good about wearing. Consequently, putting together an cohesive look gets lost sometimes. I try and mix and match clothes that I bought because of what size they were . The hard part of my quest to lose weight and pay off debt is that buying new clothes is fun as you get smaller. It is also necessary when things get too big. I think I have plenty to pick through and maybe a journey with a discerning eye through my closet is in order.
Elaine has another fever pray for her.
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