Day 2 of New Commitment has me thinking. This has to be about my thirty-seventh Day 2 in 2013. Lots of starts, zip on the follow through. I am bunting my diet. And I keep getting thrown out at first.
Oh, and by bunting, I'm referring to baseball, not to cake. Although there has been a concerning amount of THAT in my diet these days too.
Today I had yogurt and fiber cereal and two cups of coffee with fat free creamer and splenda and an iceburg lettuce salad with light ranch and croutons and 3/4 of a navel orange and a small baked chicken breast (garlic and brown sugar glazed), and pineapple cole slaw. And a bunch of water. And one diet soda that I'm still sipping at because you need to savor the little pleasures in your life.
The pineapple coleslaw is a recipe I got from my mother-in-law, and is the only thing I've ever seen referred to as coleslaw that doesn't give me that gaggy feeling. It's fresh. It's light, and sweet, and pineapple-y and it's just lovely. And tonight I think I must have had too much because now I'm crazy full.
Feeling pretty good about DIET today, I must say. I'm not sure if I'm going to hit my goal of UNDER 140 by this Thursday as planned, thanks to lots of terrible life choices. I'm also not sure this month will register a single pound of net loss, but as of today, I'm okay. Not happy with my innumerable failures, for sure, but happy because I know that I will see the 130s again soon. I don't do well with half commitments. I don't do well with a cheat day, or cheat meal every week, because cheat meals become cheat weekends and whomp, I'm fat again. But I'm over the half committing. No cheat days till I see a one three, and that is that is that. Even if it means I don't get to have a doughnut during our garage sale on Saturday. ::Sigh::
Happy Tuesday friends!
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