Today is a good day. I woke up this morning and decided to weigh-in... Yesterday was my 38th birthday, and today is my first "official" day of summer vacation, so I wanted a start weight.
Last week on Wednesday (the last day of school), after weeks of bad eating and out of control food behavior, I was horrified to weigh and see 270 on the scale. What. The. Hell.
I've been hovering around in the 260's for almost a year, with an occasional dive into the 250's. But 270? It was a smack in the face. My eating and lack of focus was about to put my right back to 333 lbs.
So I made up my mind that I would do better. Even though I was heading out of town for the next five days. First to rural Missouri to take care of some business concerning my mom and to watch my nephew graduate from high school. Then on a weekend getaway to St. Louis with that same nephew and my two oldest kids. We came home yesterday (Memorial Day), which was also my birthday, to a cookout and birthday celebration my bestie had for me.
My main goals was to drink 100+ oz of water each day, control portions (not necessarily restrict what I ate), not OVEReat, and exercise when I could.
Thursday was easy. I packed food to eat on the road, so I was able to skip the fast food lunch I got for the kids. It was a VERY BUSY day, so our entire family (my sister plus her family and my kids) ended up just having sandwiches for dinner. I ate a turkey sandwich, skipped the chips and sweet tea. Drank water all day.
Friday was the graduation celebration. No major temptation until Friday night, when we had a huge cookout for my nephew. I was in charge of desserts (again) and baked beans. Even though there was a ton of food, I only had my baked beans (made as light as I could get them), potato salad, and a piece of grilled chicken. One plate, one regular portion. When I almost went back for seconds, and for a hot dog, I stopped and asked myself if I was really hungry. Since the answer was NO, I didn't get more food. I had a small chess square later that evening, but overall I felt good about the day.
Saturday was my little nieces birthday, and I promised I would get up and make her french toast. I also made waffles and turkey sausage. There was a total of 11 people at my sister's house, so lots of cooking. But I only had one waffle and 1/2 slice of french toast. That big breakfast lasted me until dinner. We headed to St. Louis around 3 p.m. and had dinner there at a calzone place downtown. I ordered one with cheese only, no meat, and peppers. It was so yummy, but I didn't feel stuffed afterwards. After dinner we walked all over downtown... I got 17,000+ steps on Saturday, over 7 miles according to my Fitbit. Lots of activity, and I still drank plenty of water.
Sunday we ended up skipping the big breakfast that was planned because my teenagers slept until almost checkout time. But I enjoyed a cup of coffee, then worked out. I did 28 flights of stairs at the hotel, plus 30 minutes on the bike in the fitness room. We ended up eating at Q'doba for lunch/dinner on the way home because all the food places on our "list" was packed. I wasn't really impressed with my food, so after I was full I gave the rest to my nephew. Later that evening when we got back to my sisters house, I got pizza for all the kids since my sis and bro-in-law had been out at a softball tournament all day. Victory is that I didn't eat any pizza. I drank my water and decided to wait until I was hungry to get something else.
Yesterday was when we headed home. I ate a sandwich for breakfast before I hit the road. The 4-hour drive seemed really quick, and we went straight to my bestie's house for her memorial day cookout, where I was surprised with cake, balloons, and a dozen roses for my birthday! There was a TON of food. But there was also lots of friends there that I had not seen in forever. So, I enjoyed the day, and didn't make it about food. I ended up eating a beef hot dog with 1/2 bun, 1/2 deviled egg, and a scoop of baked beans. I also had some apple ale and a beer, which was a birthday indulgence, and some cake later on that night. But I still felt great... Any other day at a cookout like that, I would be so stuffed because I KNOW the food is amazing (my bestie can COOK) and my excuse would have been that it's my birthday.
But I'm glad I didn't overeat, because going to bed happy about my choices over the last five days was PRICELESS. Not once did I go to bed disappointed and uncomfortably stuffed with food. I enjoyed my family and friends, and didn't make this vacation about food at all. I drank my water each day, and got plenty of activity. I knew I did great, despite having every excuse not to.
SO imagine how thrilled I was to weigh in this morning almost 9 LBS LIGHTER than I did on Wednesday. I even dug out my old scale to make sure that the number was correct.
So it's on. Today I am back home and more determined than ever to make this summer count. No work stress. No crazy schedules. Lots of softball and lounging at the pool. I can go to the gym whenever I want. And I have plenty of time to manage my food and prepare good choices. My excuses are out the window. It's time to see some real progress again!