Wednesday, February 20, 2013

On Tuesday woke up and I just did NOT want to go to work.  I laid in bed. I lounged around.  I just did NOT want to go.  My muscles were sore.  Nothing major....achy soreness from using them.  Actually, not even so much soreness...just an achy overall tired feeling.  Worse than anything, I just felt exhausted and worn out.

I made it to work, promising my husband that if I didn't feel up to zumba tonight that I would forgo the fun.  I looked at him and just laughed.  He should know by now that I know how to stop and take care of myself.  I'm not a sadist.  (OK, maybe my three hours of exercise from Monday states otherwise).

By 11:30 I was STARVING.  I sat and thought about it a while....and at 11:30 I realized that it was a true hungriness.  I pulled out and emergency pack of pretzels that I keep at my desk.  I looked at the calorie count.   Holy moley!  230 calories!  I typically only eat 1300 calories a day.  That 230 would be a huge percentage of my daily calorie allotment.  I looked at MPF to see where I stood.  I had room for 1/2 of the bag.  I WANTED those pretzels.  I debated.  I wanted the whole bag!  I wanted to eat every pretzel and then lick the bag clean.  I warred with myself.  I KNEW I was hungry.  I knew I wanted to eat.  But I know where I want to be in life and in this weight loss journey.

As badly as I wanted...I didn't do it.  I got out a napkin and laid it out on my desk.  I dumped the contents of the bag out and I started counting out the pretzels.  One in the bag, one in the pile..bag pile...bag pile...bag pile....back and forth. (Actually I think I counted by twos...I'm smart that way ya know).  I quickly folded the 1/2 bag of pretzels and put them aside.  I ate my half bag and that did the trick.  That snack held me off until it was time for my lunch (I typically eat a later lunch, especially on zumba nights).   I'm extremely proud of me for counting out the pretzels AND only eating 1/2 of the bag!