I had quite the weekend of eating. Olympic level eating really. I do not regret a single bite I ate. Never once did I think about calories or the amount of time I would need to spend on the treadmill. I don’t know that I’ll ever eat a meal like I ate on Friday again, and if a little of it resides on my hips for the rest of my life I will wear it as a proud souvenir.
This whole weekend was lovely and perfect and made me feel special and thankful and like the luckiest duck there is.
Of course, now the weekend is over and it’s back to my real life. My real life of home-cooked meals and even back to the gym.
After months of hiatus in the gym department I finally made my way back. It’s taken a bit of compromise on my exercise ideals. Early morning workouts can’t happen anymore, not when my workday starts at 5am. I hate being in the post-work rush at the gym, but I know that if I go home after work, there is no way I’ll make it to the gym. So I head to work with my gym clothes and make that my first stop after work. It’s not my favorite, but neither is this pant size. Compromise-it’s a bitch.
To help in my gym time motivation, I got myself a new toy:
I’ve been using a heart rate monitor for years, and find it really distracting to workout without one now. Being able to track my heart rate and calories burned is a really useful tool for planning workouts. My last one died a few months ago, and it’s been driving my crazy not having one, so I indulged. I guess I’ll have to do a little slimming from my other spending.
I miss the weekend, but this week is back to normal food. Also comforting, in that not at all gourmet kind of way:
Whole grain toast with avocado and an egg
Chickpea and eggplant stew
1/2 Whole wheat pita
That’s my snack drawer. There’s a theme.
Cinnamon Roll Larabar
Salad: lettuce, tomato, cucumber, beets, avocado, red vinegar & olive oil
Exercise: 60 Minute Spin Class