Slept horribly last night. I let Ryan decide we didn't need the fan last night. I woke up hot and tossed off my extra blanket. Woke up again and was too lazy to get up out of bed to flip on the fan. Then when I finally did wake up, I found Ryan had shed his blanket and tossed it on me! Not exactly the sharing I wanted. I paid for it in the morning...
Ran late cuz I couldn't get my toosh out of bed. I let the kiddo sleep in too long. He woke up wet which meant a quick bath for him. I sucked down a small smoothie & 3 pieces of bacon but I could tell that wasn't going to cut it.
So what happens? I get to work to find generous co-workers had brought in homemade delights. The more I told myself I couldn't have it, the more I fantasized about eating it and eventually i gave in and had some. Not good. I have to do some reverse psychology stuff on myself. I don't like telling myself off the bat I CANNOT have something cuz that makes me want it that much more. Kinda like saying don't think about a big purple elephant! So what do you do? That's all you think about for the next 21.2 seconds. Right. So, it's better if I tell myself I'll have some later. Like, if you make it one whole hour without giving in then you can have a couple of bites. Seems to work better. But today was all about giving in.
FOOD
BF = fruit/spinach smoothie, 3 pieces of bacon
Snack = cherry cobbler, baked chips with some tongue-burning dip
Lunch = elk met spaghetti squash spaghetti left-overs, spinach/avocado salad
Dinner = Found Owen's stash of animal crackers in the car on the way to karate from work. Figured something was better than nothing.
Snack = oatmeal squares
Tomorrow is a fresh, new day -- and alien free. I even did some researc on where I'd be crossfitting during the Thanksgiving break in Austin! Go me. Looking forward, always.
WOD
Had to squeeze in a karate day since I'll be gone this weekend (when I'd normally do the karate). We worked a lot of kicks today, and my adductors can really feel it.
Looking forward to some good sleep tonight with the fan ON.
On a last note, I can feel post-nasal drip coming on, and the start of a scratchy throat. The next few days will be gradually miserable, I'm sure....

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