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It started with FedEx delivering an unexpected gift from Swiss Colony Chocolates on Friday...
While I was able to restrain myself from gorging and only partook in one small, yet delightful chocolate yesterday, my self-restraint and control completely lapsed by the evening.
Saturday morning was a miserable, awful day. I had registered for another 5K race. Mother Nature wanted to test my determination and fortitude. It poured rain the entire race. The last mile included freezing sleet. Part of the race included a Christmas theme attire with awards for the ugliest Christmas sweater. My Christmas sweater was cotton and weighed no less than 20 pounds by the end of the course. The water soaked through my tennis shoes and two layers of socks. I was slow. I was heavy (hard to believe I carried around nearly three times more weight than that sweater not four months ago). I was downright miserable. It was the least enjoyable 5K I ever completed. And, of course, of all things...Mother Nature hit me with a double-wammy as if the rain and sleet was not enough. Over 80 people had registered for the race. However, only thirty of us were brainless enough to show up. I finished next to dead last. The twenty-eight people ahead of me ran like gazelles whereas I was more like a water buffalo. The course was not well-marked at all and at one point I spent several minutes trying to read my cell phone gps in sleet just to figure out where I was and the direction I needed to run. The rain and sleet felt like it stung my face with every step. I finished second in my age group. Out of a total of three people. Which reminded me that not only am I slow, but also old. Ha. In any event, I have now completed my second Non-Scale Victory, but I do not even remotely feel victorious. Rather, I feel achy, grumpy, heavy and irritated at my poor performance. I need to spend some more time working on my speed intervals. I have decided that I was built for comfort, not speed.
After the race, I drove home wet and hungry. I do not eat breakfast before any races as generally the smaller races do not have port-a-potties along the courses. Need I say more? The ride home was about an hour and I knew my daughter had also not eaten breakfast. After some pleading from her, I gave into my resistance from stopping at a fast food restaurant. Good morning, Sonic. You know you aren't having a good diet day when you eat mozzarella cheese-sticks from Sonic for breakfast. I really wish I could tell you that I realized the err of my ways and I ate better the rest of the day, but these journals are for honesty and accountability, right?
I had reached home by lunchtime. We decided a trip to the tanning bed (I may not die from heart disease or diabetes now, but skin cancer is now probable) would warm us up and also help us look a little better for the cruise. Who wants to see chunky, pale people anyway? So, we commenced to tanning our hides. Now, not only did the rain and sleet burn my face but I ensured that artificial sun did so as well.
Following the tanning bed, my brother had informed me that his fiance already had the Christmas gift I had purchased for her which I had wrapped a month ago. He went on to tell me that his fiance really prefers sentimental gifts. So, I set out on a mission to find a sentimental gift for her. I haven't known her all that long, so it is quite difficult to know her likes/dislikes. I got this great idea that I would buy her a handmade quilt from some Amish friends of my husband. My husband drove my daughter and I over to visit his friends to purchase a quilt. They did not have time to make her a quilt before Christmas but were nice enough to sell us one they had previously made. I have absolutely no idea if my 23 year old soon to be sister in law will like it. To me, it is a gift I would love and it is very sentimental. But, I just do not have a clue if it is something she would cherish. Also, it was expensive. A lot more than I planned to spend especially in light of the fact that I had already spent quite a bit on her already by buying her something she apparently already had. You can never have too many handmade Amish quilts though, can you?
The evening ended with the complete and utter single-handed destruction of healthy living. My brother arrived back home from Afganistan this week, but we had kept it secret from my parents. We were to surprise them last night at a restaurant at 6pm. The plan was that once we were seated in the steakhouse, he would walk in and surprise them. I had planned out to the T exactly what I would consume yesterday evening. I just knew I would order a 6 ounce sirloin, steamed asparagus, a mixed green salad with blue cheese dressing. That would have left me within my RDI and not feeling too bad about eating at a restaurant three times in two days. Everything went to Hell. I got to the steakhouse at 530 only to find that no one had called ahead for seating. This wasn't a particularly fancy steakhouse where reservations are available, but you can call ahead for seating. It was 700 pm before we were seated. My poor brother who had just flew home from Afganistan was waiting in a cold car for an hour before we could even be seated so that he could come in and surprise our parents. The manager apologized for our long wait and put all the appetizers and drinks on the house. My brother finally came in, appearing slightly blue and hypothermic and surprised our parents. While waiting again quite some time for our main dishes to be served, I somehow chose to forget my vow to live a healthy life and I downed a third of a plate of chili cheese fries. I followed that up with a huge, greasy burger. And, of course, even though I was nauseated and bloated from consuming so much food, I talked my spouse into a frozen yogurt afterwards because undermining just my own healthy lifestyle wasn't enough...
Ok. So now it is Sunday. It is a new day. Time to regroup. Weigh-in is tomorrow. I am fearful my scale my scream at me. Time to get back to business. Today, I am going to drink a gallon of water (at least) so that I hopefully process all that garbage I consumed. Calories are going to be back in check. No rain or sleet today so I am pushing out at least a 10K run followed by an hour cycling to propel me towards triathlon training. I've also joined the sugar fast challenge. It is a week long and I can do without sweets for one week. I have the entire day to use wisely. I'm looking forward to it.
Time to quit talkin' and start doin'.
2MC
View Diet Calendar, 15 December 2013:
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402 kcal
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Fat: 15.50g | Prot: 29.54g | Carbs: 42.45g.
Dinner: Jalapeno Peppers, Onions, Bridgford Pepperoni, Great Value All Natural Pizza Sauce, Kraft Fat Free Shredded Mozzarella Cheese, Mama Mary's 100% Whole Wheat Pizza Crust. more...
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2840 kcal
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Exercise:
Walking (brisk) - 4/mph - 30 minutes, Bicycling (moderate) - 13/mph - 1 hour, Sleeping - 22 hours and 30 minutes. more...
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