Last week sometime, I can’t remember when, I stopped being as diligent as I had been about counting calories and logging in what I ate. I also got a little lax about going to the gym to do any amount of exercise.
I blame the gym thing on an erratic schedule that fluctuates from day to day. I don’t have a 9 to 5 job and I can’t plan , it seems, from one day to the next when I’m going to have time. I know, at some level, this is an excuse. I could get up at 5:30 in the morning and go (bed head hair and all) but I don’t.
The other thing is about eating. I went out with friends for two meals in a row, which I should have never done… but, hey, I’m supposed to be living life , too. I started eating crap…sandwiches, graham crackers, chocolate pudding cups. Overeating, in general. More to the point, I started dropping back into my bad habit of eating for the sake of eating – boredom, anger, frustration, anxiety.
Now, I’m having trouble getting back on track.
I’m trying to drink water to offset the hunger but it only makes me piss three times as much. Yeah. I know it’s exercise to get up off the chair, walk down the hall and into the bathroom.
In any case, I’ll try, again, tomorrow. I really need to get back on track.