Okay, because if I tell someone individually they will tell me it’s okay and it isn’t:
I got down, like so down, on candy yesterday. I know it’s because I was exhausted. It started with Starburst candy corn the day before. Yesterday I ate easily half the bag throughout the afternoon. I had had enough of myself so I just threw the rest in the trash sans packaging.
So, I decided consequences had to happen. I had decided to stretch and do my body weight circuit anyway, so I added a 10min bike ride on resistance level 7. Cool. Feeling better about having fallen mouth first into that Starburst bag.
Did pretty good, I cleaned hardcore yesterday too so I technically had the calories (the sugar though….eek). Then my husband, after dinner, asks me where I hid the Halloween candy from everybody (put in loud and inconvenient places) the other day, stating my MIL wanted some. She’s nearly 84, so I oblige. Hubs brings the candy out to the living room and dang man, thats all it took. I had a fun size box of junior mints, two fun size packages of plain m&ms and one tiny fun size twix. It could have been worse but I also could have been so much better.
I love candy man. An affliction, I fell victim. Curse you Halloween! Just kidding, I was all set with no candy in the house on Halloween until MIL walked in with a bag that night just in case we had any kids come by (didn’t, it poured). I am good as long as I have control over what’s brought in or bought. I’m usually even pretty good when the MIL brings home pastries and baked goods; in fact I think since Feb I’ve given in once or twice to half an Apple strudel. But, dude, candy. What the hell happened?
So, I immediately volunteered myself to do all the walking errands today to make sure I would for sure work out somehow today. I walked about 3 miles total. 2 of them errands, 1 with the boy in the stroller. So, I held my end of the bargain and I feel good about that part pf things.
Today though, wtf. I have had a string cheese, 3/4 of an orange, half a banana and about a cup and a half (roughly, includes meat sauce) of left over wheat spaghetti from last night. I have had so much to do all day and I just could not find time to eat.
Wait…. I’m writing this instead of eating…..
That’s okay. I felt like my weird opposite food days needed to be written out – that’s real life, folks. I feel bad about them both. Yesterday I bombarded my body with sugar and today I can’t seem to fill it with enough nutrients.
I think I feel better. We will see how tonight goes with the candy situation. It’s been within reach all day and I haven’t budged. I keep wanting to chuck it but I also want to send it through a program for soldiers as a care package. I just need a box and time and money to ship it. Ha. If there’s any left…. If not then I am still going to put together a care package because…. Why not, right?
Off for a pork chop, four bean salad and a simple green salad. Weeeee.