Sunday, April 10, 2016

Week 2

Dosage: 1.2mg
Weight: Unknown at the time.

Spring break in the past had normally been filled with over eating and lots of late night wine drinking with my DH's grandmother.  I was terrified on how my system was going to survive this endeavour.  I made sure I had enough of my little nano needles and two pens to cover the break (1 I kept chilled in the cooler since I wouldn't need it until the end of the trip).

Low calorie diet seems to get thrown out the window when you start with a car full of carb snacks and sugary drinks.   I was proud of myself for opting to bring my water bottle and diet raspberry tea.  The snacks got me but I realized I had the ability to say "no" more than I normally had in the past.  Ideally I should have packed some celery sticks, carrots, and maybe fruit to keep in the cooler but...that was not in the cards.  I honestly tried to keep track on MyFitnessPal.  However, that doesn't always work or for me either when I don't have exact details or I forget to log it as I'm eating.   Did I have one or two squares of Ghirardelli chocolate?  The point is I was and am still trying.  I don't use it to dictate what I can and can not eat...more of a analytical approach to see where my bad triggers lie and what I can do to avoid them.

Through the week I enjoyed myself without obsessive snacking and drinking.  I wasn't hung over in the late mornings, dependant on coffee to chase my bitch attitude away so I could get on with the day.  Granted when you are on any vacation, being woken up by "Mommy, I'm hungry," is an acceptable reason to groan a little bit.  Dinners were single servings instead of seconds and thirds.  All starting with a salad and good conversation.  Pork chop spaghetti night did result in my feeling extra full and heading to bed before DH.  Other than a few nights where I snuck a homemade magic bar cookie I can look back and not be ashamed of how I did.

If you look at my fitbit tracker for the week it looks pretty pathetic.  But...there was a ton of swimming.   Now when you have a three year old you don't really get to swim for your own leisure but rather for theirs.  I made it a point to not touch the bottom or sides of the pool unless absolutely necessary.  Staying in motion ensured that I was staying active.   I had fun too.  
I can't wait to get home and check the scale to see if this all made a difference.  I will be happy if I stayed the same.  In my mind it would still be a win.

Until next time...

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