Monday morning blues, again

I forgot to post two days in a row which bums me out. BUT - I was home alone with the boys all weekend and I didn't really have two minutes to myself to sit down and write. Even when they were in bed I was doing something that did not involve the computer.

Saturday morning rolled around and I did indeed have a babysitter. I left the boys with a friend and I headed off to the gym. I was so excited because I thought he was finally going to show me some exercises! YEA! NOT!!! Remember he had asked for a three day food journal - two week days and a weekend day. I did that, and more, and took it in. Our whole entire session, half an hour, was spent going over my journal and talking about what I should be eating. I think the guy is a punk. He is 23 and thinks he is Gods gift. At least that my assessment after two meetings. I told him I was disappointed that I hadn't had a "big" weight loss week. He replies "I can help you have a big week but you aren't going to like it." JERK!!! He does not know me. He does not know my motivation or what I am willing to do at this point. What I think he should have said is "I can give you a menu to consider. It might help have a big week. Take it or leave it." But don't tell me I am not going to like it. Ass. At the end of the half hour he says "well, my next client is here so I have to go. Next week we will look at some exercises and also think about what training package you want to buy." So again I was on my own for exercising. Again I told him I wanted to work on my abs and again we didn't even leave the lobby. I felt so dismissed. I was at the gym for another hour and not once did he come over and offer me any encouragement. NO. He didn't even look at me as he was walking past with another client.

So - those of you who know me know I am no good at standing up for myself. I keep saying "I will see what happens next week." I have another appointment to go this Friday and we are supposed to work out. But at this point I don't even want to go there any more. I spent the rest of the weekend considering leaving that place and going to Golds. It is the same distance away. But I suppose I could stay at this place and just not use this guy. I am there so early in the morning there aren't really any trainers there. I don't know what to do. What I do know is this knocked me for a loop.

On Sunday I had arranged for a babysitter but then she forgot she had a recital. Instead of asking her to come after the recital (she is a boarder) I bagged the whole day and went out for ice cream!! Uhmmm Uhmmm good!

Speaking of eating I did OK over the weekend. Saturday I think I did really well. Luna Bar for breakfast, sandwich and fruit for lunch and then a home made grilled chicken salad for dinner. Sunday was filled with sugar. Breakfast was half a Belgium waffle from the dining hall, lunch was the ice cream and dinner was another chicken salad. I swear I didn't really snack at all.

I did get up and go to the gym this morning. I think I only have three more weeks of getting up at 4:30 AM. Once the students are gone from DQs school he won't have to be at work so early so I can sleep a little later. YEA!

I am also trying to stick to the diet my lovely trainer perscribed for me (prescribed?). Breakfast was scrambled eggs made with one whole egg and then an egg white. Plain bread on the side. Blah.

til tomorrow -
Mummy Q.