Wondering why I make the choices that I do.
What do I want?
When do I want it?
So why am I getting a chocolate chip & pecan cookie at Whole Foods? (or the super yum sando, for that matter — I don’t need that much mozzarella cheese. Nobody does!) I had other, better choices. I just didn’t make them. There’s really no excuse to over eat poor food at Whole Foods. Really. Truly. I’m Serious.
Last night I stayed up until about 10:45, heading to bed after:
- Working out with my trainer (arrival at 7:45 or so)
- Cleaning up puppy poop & kitty litter (garbage day today — get it out of my yard/house!)
- Making dinner (best salad, eva!)
- Watching The Biggest Loser finale (so glad Olivia won — not crazy about Anna Kournikova as the next trainer replacing Jillian), and;
- Reading a bit (Cooking for Mr. Latte — so far so good, review to follow!).
But what did I need to do instead of plopping on the couch, mindlessly fast forwarding through commercials, to get to more of the Biggest Loser?
- I needed to chop up more veggies for additional ab-fab salads that I can bring to work, pre-tupperwared, and ready to roll.
- I needed to hard boil at least a dozen eggs, so I could have them for the next 3 breakfasts.
- I also needed to:
- Start the laundry
- Pick up the house
- Not to mention, re-start (yes, I’m that far behind) a crocheted blanket for my niece who is arriving in early June!
What else, you ask?
- I needed to make a meal plan, because I haven’t done it in weeks, and surprise, my weight hasn’t gone down in a few weeks either. Coincidence? I think not.
- I also needed to make a training schedule for my races this summer. ‘Cause these things aren’t going to swim/bike/run themselves. (Sadly.)
Yikes. With choices like the ones I make (sitting on the couch, eating vanilla wafers topped with lemon curd [ah, heavenly though…]) who need enemies. I’m my own worst.