Getting back on the wagon.

Well, needless to say the last few weeks have not gone as well as I had plan. Someone once said “prior planning prevents poor performance” but I think that only works if you have the will power to make it work. I had a plan laid out but thing didn’t go according to my plan.

While I was in VA I didn’t work out once. Not once. Nobody’s fault but my own. I could have walked the neighborhood but I just didn’t. I ate OK. Breakfast was almost always good. Lunch was OK. Dinner was OK. Nobody made me eat the things I ate. My parents had I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter, but I chose the real deal. One positive is that I only ate at Chik-Fil-A twice. Normally I am there almost everyday.

The following week, last week, I flip flopped from what I did in VA. I worked out everyday but Friday for 45 minutes. I guess I didn’t eat too badly, but I did enjoy cream based soups, Double-stuf Oreo’s and a dessert one night. I tried to eat well at lunch – it was provided at the conference I was at. Oh yea – did I mention I was at a conference all week? I was staying in a hotel and had to eat out all three meals. But did I mention I exercised Mon – Thur?

I was back in MA Friday night and went to the gym, my gym, on Saturday. I didn’t go today, Sunday. We were part of a multi-family yard sale from early in the morning until lunch-time. Once we got back to the house Holden and I had a nice long nap.

Now that I am home for the duration of the summer it is time to really get back on track. I didn’t lose nearly as much weight as I had hoped this summer, but I am OK with that. Well, kind of OK with that. What can I do at this point but move forward. DQ is back at work so I need to figure out a work out plan, but I will be getting up early in the AM again. My biggest challenge will be that I am at home all day. All day – for the next three weeks. Food everywhere. I just need to get my head back in the game.

Wish me luck –
Til tomorrow –
Mummy Q.