I was right – I could hardly move this morning when it was time to get up. All those muscles that got a workout yesterday in my training session and then especially waxing the car stiffened up something fierce while I lay all snuggled in my cozy bed. The right shoulder and upper arm, and thighs, too, were screaming when I tried to move. Oops. I did some gentle stretches and then hobbled on to a long hot shower, which helped immensely.
Today was my weigh in day. I was happy to speak up and tell everyone all the things that have happened since last week’s epiphany; they were suitably impressed. My leader told me that I looked happy with myself and she was right. I did lose 1.2 lbs this week but that really wasn’t my goal; it was about getting control back.
Of course, I lost it almost immediately when I stopped at the grocery store on the way home, including a box of Weight Watchers English Toffee Ice Cream Bars. Boy, that was dumb. Yes, they are portion-controlled – but a whole box is really not a portion. I don’t quite know what happened to me except that I wasn’t listening to my body, just the hunger I started with when I went to the store. It’s always hard to deal with not going to a weigh in feeling overstuffed and not being out of control as soon as the weigh in itself is over.
Oh well. I did fix a real dinner and I recorded everything I ate, including that whole box of WW bars. And again, oops. When you use the e-tools tracker, you just plug in the number of whatever it is that you ate and it figures out that what counts as 2 points for one of them suddenly multiplies like rabbits when you eat more than one. It was really scary to see how bad it was but it’s Day One of a new week and I’m being honest. I’ll just have to be careful tomorrow, which has already been plotted out.
I’m tired already and I didn’t do much today. It’s funny how that happens. One benefit of sleeping is that my eye is closed. That sounds dumb and self-evident, but I’m having problems with my left eye feeling as though it’s scratched and it’s happiest when it’s closed which is hard to do when I’m awake. I know nothing is in it, having rinsed it out and flooded it with artificial tears. If it’s still annoying me tomorrow, I’m going to give the doctor a call, though the eye doctor did tell me I have a problem with dry-eye and a lazy eyelid. I don’t quite know what I’m supposed to do with that knowledge but at least I know something.
For now I’m watching TV and feeling completely stuffed. Eating that box of treats definitely was a bad idea and hopefully knowing that will keep me from jumping up and doing it again anytime soon. No stars on my calendar for me today.