I need to make a confession.
Over the past month, I’ve only been paying about 50% attention to my eating. I have continued to run on schedule, but I haven’t been focused on my eating. I’ve done a pretty good job, but not great. I ate carbs for dinner frequently. There was ice cream on Sunday night. I haven’t gone off the deep end, but I have been generally unfocused.
I was dreading the scale. Big time. I knew it wouldn’t be pretty. I was feeling kinda puffy. I didn’t know what to expect.
A month. Unfocused. A gain of 1.8 pounds.
That was it.
And it was exactly what I needed to see to get back on the wagon. It wasn’t enough that I have to do a lot of back tracking. It was less than 2 pounds. Granted, I didn’t lose anything in the past month, but I was so busy. And pretty stressed out. So much that I was stressed about is now over. My new stressors are completely within my control. I decide how much I take on. (More on that in the next few days, though.)
Seeing my lack of damage on the scale, I was ready to go. And my eats were spot-on Team Bob.
Breakfast: Ezekiel toast with almond butter, chia seeds, banana slices. Oh, and Via.
Lunch: quinoa with strawberries, white cheddar, and balsamic vinegar
Snack 2: apple and baby cheese
(not pictured: a SINGLE BITE of Brooke’s birthday cupcake)
Dinner: turkey meatballs with peppers and onions
Run: a little under 3. I had planned 5, but the storm had other plans. So I just made them fast miles.
Were you happy with your eats today?