The one thing I did every single day, despite it causing heart palpitations, was to track all of my food. All of it. I would have never done that in the past, I would have blown it off and not worried about it. It wasn't pretty seeing the numbers, although I think my highest was on Thanksgiving, and it was something like 2,200 calories. Not the greatest, but I suppose it could have been something like 5,000 calories! The important thing was that tracking all of it made me say "Whoa Nelly" once the numbers started creeping up.
I discovered that I'm addicted to exercise. That's not to say I LIKE it all the time, but I definitely need it, and that's a good thing. On Thanksgiving we did a 3 mile walk and I felt awesome. The next day we didn't do anything, and I felt horribly depressed and was in immense physical pain the whole day. Saturday we got out and did a really brisk 2 mile walk and I felt completely different afterwards. Today we didn't really do any meaningful exercise (we walked from my car to a bar, does that count?), and I felt deflated again. My back is in pain. There is no doubt about it, I have to exercise every single day!
I stayed aware. That doesn't mean I was successful or stayed in my macros, but I never had that "screw it, throw caution to the wind" mentality.
I ate more and exercised less than I intended. I had a lot of unplanned alcohol on Thanksgiving, plus an extra piece of cheesecake that night. I cannot put into words how sick I felt after doing that! I really should have stuck with my pre-planned indulgences and the really pretty champagne we picked out for the meal, but instead had to be a dummy and throw cocktails and extra dessert into the mix. The horrible heartburn was certainly enough to deter me from pulling a stunt like that. The rest of the weekend was sort of similar, just all food that didn't make me feel good physically or mentally, yet I ate it anyway.
My digestive system is so. screwed. up. I had kind of gotten better, but all of these shenanigans had my system saying...
Oh and my last negative is that I abandoned Richard. :( I didn't do Stomach Formula a single time the past 4 days, which is pretty lame of me.
Tomorrow is a new month, and I am pretty excited to get back into things and start feeling good again. I have some new strength challenges I want to throw into the mix, and of course start back with my cardio stuff. I have recently felt curious about lifting weights, although I have no clue about lifting at all. I wish you could just find some beginner class on doing it, but everything seems to be a "holy shit let's do a thousand burpees and go bonkers for Crossfit" these days, so I don't really know where to begin! I did dig out my dumbbells, and would like to actually start using them. I am going to talk about all of my December challenges in my next post so that I don't make this one too long.
I thought I'd leave off with some pictures from the weekend. We really did have a great Thanksgiving despite some over indulgence, so I wanted to share some of the happiness.
|Our 3 mile Turkey Stroll on TG morning|
|Drinking and annoying Molly while waiting for the turkey to get done|
|We put up our Christmas lights!|