My confession is that I don’t have that much to confess and I find that totally awesome. Sure I nibbled here and there, had an extra portion once or twice. Life did what it always does and swung wildly out of control. My car broke down, leaving me unable to do my outside job one day and dependant on a friend for transportation the next day. The upheaval caused me to have to switch gears and work on writing instead. While I enjoy writing, I had spent hours prepping a crock pot dinner, making lunches for my family and putting together paperwork for my outside job. I had to completely change tracks in order to be productive Tuesday, something that usually stresses me and causes me to reach for food for comfort. I managed to avoid this habit!
Wednesday, I was out with friends all day and the tress of not knowing what was wrong with my car, how much it would cost to fix and how much work I would have to do to make up that amount was killing me. Still, I didn’t get the hot pretzel I was craving or the French fries with my steak for dinner. I made it through the day well under my calorie and carb targets. However, because I was out so much, I didn’t exercise.
We had snow Wednesday afternoon and evening. By the time my daughter got off work, she felt unsafe to drive to my house and pick up her daughter. So when I awoke Thursday morning, I had an adorable little surprise still sleeping at my house. Thursday was to have been my replacement work day. Again, I had made the necessary preparations which this time included driving my husband to work so I could have his truck, a truck that rattles and thunders and makes me nervous to drive. I sound like such a psychotic but you’d have to drive this truck to understand ;).
My son stayed with the baby so I could do my job. She was still there when I got home and stayed the whole night again. I got no writing down, when I really felt compelled to write. I had learned my car was ready and would cost $487. The third day of stress and I hadn’t exercised for the last 2. The good news is I really hadn’t eaten badly.
Somehow, in spite of the stress, I made it through. And I lost a little weight! Today, I weighed in at 246.5, a 2.2 loss from Monday and a total loss of 7 lbs since January 3rd. I lost in the last 5 days than I have in single week since starting this year.
Earlier in the week, a friend asked a group of us what we were going to do to ramp things up in February and my answer was to try to pay more attention to my carb intake, to lower it. That’s what I’ve done. I’m not actually counting carbs or shooting for a particular target number. I’m just trying to make low-carb food choices. And for me, that seems to have helped.