I weighed myself yesterday. It was up to 182. But I have come to the conclusion that I don't want to rely on weight. Weight is an indicator, but that is all. I want to more simply be leading a healthy lifestyle. I want to have healthy days. Days I can be proud of having. Days that will teach my children healthful habits of their own. I have put my scale away and promise not to weigh myself again until October first. I want to focus on my days personally, one day at a time. Sometimes I may have to focus even smaller than that. Perhaps one meal at a time. Or one portion of a day.
Today was an okay day. We had Krispy Kremes in the house, so I ate 2 of those. Is it sad that I actually consider this rather good? I remember days when I would have eaten 4 (or even 6) in a day. Easy. And I was sorely tempted to have more than the 2 I consumed. We also had ice cream for dessert, but I served myself an appropriate portion. I went on a 20 minute walk with the baby and the dog. I resisted the urge for a Coke. (Can this be considered a daily achievement? I say yes.) And even though it wasn't perfect, I logged my food intake entirely.
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