Diets

Well I'm dieting again. I let it go for as long as I could. I didn't really gain too much weight over the holidays, because somehow all the weight appeared in mid January- I'm not sure how that happens. It doesn't help that every other day something unusual happens that is trying to stop me from any sort of routine or normal life. Who am I kidding? Since I have met my Husband (10 years ago this year!) my life has never been dull. Life just gets in the way of normal I suppose.

I started tracking my calories on this app I have on my phone. Boy what an eye opener! I've done it before, but man I will tell you, it really drags you back to reality when you realize one silly little avocado blew all the calories you had left for anything remotely interesting to eat on the couch while watching TV later. I guess I needed the wake up call. When the scale starts to creep up, it's time to get in check with what type of food and what size portions you are doling out to yourself. When I was training for the Triathlon and working out a ton, it was OK to be more free form with my food when the occasion arose, but after the holidays and getting back up and running (excuse the pun) every little calorie counts.

Last night, like I said I ran out of calories because of said avocado at lunch and a mild work out that didn't burn too much. I was left stranded as I watched my nightly shows! IT WAS HORRIBLE. What is the point of laying on the couch with Puppy in the dark watching sitcoms if I can't eat my two cups of 140 calorie popcorn?! So you know what I did? I pouted and moped to Husband, who was eagerly (a little too eagerly if you ask me) eating his nightly treat of yogurt with fruit and granola. Me and Puppy stood over him staring while he ate his yogurt. "You get to eat that?" I said innocently. "You have enough calories left for that do you?" This was said a little more accusingly. "Yes" he said flatly, because of course knowing Husband who is also on a weight loss regime he planned it perfectly out throughout his day and had enough calories, probably more then enough, to enjoy his favorite treat while watching Jon Stewart before bed. Urch, Husband is so annoying. So you know what I did? I went to bed at 9:30pm. This would be before Husband (who has to get up at 4:45am) went to bed. I simply packed it up and went to sleep.You know why? Cause what else was I gonna do?