Uncle! Uncle!

Okay, you know that game where someone twists your arm until you cry uncle!?  I think someone is playing that with my brain the last few nights.  Thursday night, I have a nightmare, wake up around 3AM, pace, google, face book, etc, fall asleep around 4AM.  Friday night, I sleep all the way through the night, didn't wake up once.  Best sleep (UN-drugged) I've had in YEARS.  I had a nice dream, but I don't remember it (HA!  Do I ever?  Only the nightmares).  Tonight (is it still tonight, or is it this morning yet???) I go to bed around 9:30, I read for a while, start the falling asleep process around 10.  If I slept at all, it was very little, an hour, maybe.  I had another nightmare.  My mind has been working in overdrive since then.  Now I'm fully awake and functional.  Great.  Maybe after I blog it all out it will be better.  So here goes.

I cannot believe it has only been 16 days since my last post.  It seems like longer for some reason, but in a good way.  The days have been filled with good things.  A few weeks ago, I made a pact to get back on the wagon, I believe my last post was the night before my weigh in for that week.  I lost 3.6 that week.  I tracked, gave up fast food and soda (NOT to be confused with caffeine) and worked out.  Twice.  It was so empowering.  I went out to eat that week, twice, but I made REALLY good choices, and didn't over do it, I either took the leftovers home (half) or I just didn't eat them.  I didn't abide by the "clean your plate" standard I (and most people in my generation) were raised by and it was fabulous.  I decided to can fast food for good (this is not to be confused with eating out).  Week #2 and I work out twice (or maybe three times, I've slept since then - amazing huh?).  Still no fast food, I did eat out a few times, but more GOOD choices, and I lose 2.2.  This past week.  Yup, Valentine's Day (fabulous day), Girl Scout Cookies, and hormones all happened in one week.  I gained 4.4 pounds.  Am I upset?  Absolutely not.  Did I know it was coming?  Absolutely.  You don't lose weight eating 3 boxes of girl scout cookies.  Somehow I managed to stay away from the candy sales after Valentine's Day, but I have no idea how.  Huge victory for me, by the way. 

So what am I going to do this week?  I'm going to do the same thing I did the previous weeks. I'm going to make good choices (not girl scout cookies - at least not in large quantities) still no fast food, and I'm going to work out.  My goal is twice.  I would like three times, but I have a feeling it's going to be a busy week.  So twice.  Working out isn't a replacement for eating well, it's a supplement to eating well.  If I've said it once, I've said it a hundred times: losing weight is 80% what you put in your mouth.  It's 100% TRUE. 

Well, I was going to try and go back to sleep, but seeing as that effort has been futile and frustrating over the last few hours, I might as well get some things knocked off the to do list.  I have to be up in 3.5 hours anyways.  Maybe it's time for spring cleaning.  Or remembering to take strong drugs at 8PM tomorrow night (or would it be tonight now, since for me, it's now today?!?!?!)

Good night moon, or is it good morning moon?  Or sun?  Who the heck knows.  :)

Until next time,
:)

The devil made me do it

That's certainly who I feel like blaming it on a lot of times.  I worked 40.5 hours this week.  It feels like 50.  I am so tired right now, I can barely hold my head off the desk.  This makes it MUCH harder to keep up my WINNING streak this week.  I did not eat fast food.  I did go out to eat twice, but I did everything right!  Last night was my biggest accomplishment.  I ate at Red Robin.  I had peach tea, ate less than half my regular burger with 2 slices of bacon and a few fries.  By a few, I mean, like the 3 that ended up in the ketchup.  I brought the rest home.  I also ate very slowly.  I was enjoying conversing.  A lot.  I was so positive throughout the day.  I noticed the later it got, the more mentally, physically, and emotionally exhausted (yup, I got the trifecta) I got the more I was tempted towards the Mn Ms.  I came home and looked for chocolate.  I didn't eat any because I talked myself out of it.  That's a HUGE deal since I'm SO tired.  I think I'm going to go to bed early (like now) because tomorrow and Sunday are just as busy, then next two weeks get worse progressively.  I can't wait.

Good news?  I landed a bartending job!  Yup, I'm pretty stoked. 

Until next time,
:)