Had a Bad Day

Photo Credit: Ted Major

Pizza for dinner and chocolate chip cookies for dessert. Not to mention I had cheesecake for breakfast. For some reason I didn’t even try today. I started in a new department at work. I’m not super thrilled with it, but I’m kinda stuck with it. At least for now. I feel bummed and stressed. I need to take my frustration and put it into a workout, but I feel tired too.

Geez, self-sorry, much?

So, now that I’ve boo-hooed, I think I feel ashamed enough to go kick the crap out of my punching bag until I feel better. And begin anew tomorrow.

Backsliding Out of the Gate

Today was going to be the day. The day I started doing things differently. I ate a sensible breakfast -- a bagel spread sparsely with all-fruit jam, an orange, and 8 ounce glass of rice milk. I even went for a walk. Then I crumbled this evening and went to Olive Garden for dinner where I ate until I couldn’t possibly have eaten anymore.

I really hate self-defeating behavior. It doesn’t make sense and it feels awful. I hate the feeling of being stuck.

The only thing to do at this point is count it as a slip up and move on. I won’t eat anything else this evening and I’ll start my day with a good breakfast tomorrow. Oh, and I’ll pack my lunch. A healthful one.