I know that I have PMS. I have NO patience, I am mad-eating, I am apathetic about exercise and I am stressing about the dumbest things. I laid awake last night thinking about the mean receptionist at the skating club. I worried about my daughters' poison-whatever, that has spread, but is by no means a life-threatening illness. I worried about her anger issues... She's 8.
I didn't want to get on the scale after the disasterous day I had food-wise yesterday - fried fish sandwich with french fries, tartar sauce -- then took bites from my daughters half-eaten grilled cheese. Came home from that fiasco and ate the rest of the tacos from the previous night (all the meat, but only one shell) and then had a stupid chocolate cupcake with cream frosting... It was SO not worth it. Of course it was a stumble... but I will not fall (thanks Lyn).
I got up this morning after my night of no sleep and had a reasonable breakfast (2 special K waffles, light butter, tbsp light surup), snack (2 baby belle -light cheese circles), lunch giant salad made of cucumbers, onions, lettuce, croutons, feta, mint and light balsamic dressing, followed by a 100 cal Hershsy snack (my answer to chocolate cravings). I also just had a little pirates booty.
I needed to go running, but ended up walking the first mile, then running the last 1.5. I was SO not into it and I feel good that I at least got out. Energy low, stress high and exercise made me feel better - I know it did. Hopefully over the next few days I will mellow out and get back into things. After 3 fairly poor training weeks, I think I am about due for improved health, motivation and a little weight loss! Go me!
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