Taking the Reins

So I humored DH today and consented to eating at our favorite Mexican place for an early dinner/late lunch.  I knew this would be difficult, but I had points and I knew I could manage.

 I managed.

But I hated it!  I chewed gum while hubby chowed down on chips and salsa.  I ordered the grilled fish tacos, which I hate, because I knew they’d be low in calories and I wouldn’t want to eat them.  By the end of the meal, I was still hungry, down at least 10 points, and the joy was gone.

That’s not to say that in the past year, I’ve misbehaved.  On the contrary, I think I make rather good menu selections… But I’d also have my serving of chips and salsa, and I wouldn’t purposely torture myself.  I’m hoping this behavior changes.

On the plus side, I played with new road bikes today.  Carbon ones.  They make my heart go pitter patter!!  Not my wallet, but definitely the heart.  I wanted a tri bike, but I’m thinking perhaps it’s not the best idea right now?  Anyway, the sooner I get a new bike, the sooner I get out there again.

So here’s the daily damage.  Time to swallow toothpaste and call it a night:

What a roller coaster the past few weeks have been!  After reading Steph’s (Where the Heck is Barbie) post yesterday, I realized that what I am going through is normal, and the best thing to do is to press on.

So I haven’t been honest.  I put my blog up at 7pm and proceed to healthily eat myself into oblivion for the rest of the evening.  My workouts are not counteracting the caloric intake, and therein lies my problem…..instagain.  I read a ton of triathlon blogs on a daily basis, and they always joke that they can eat cakes, cookies, and other naughty treats because they deserve them!  But man, it’s so hard to turn it all off when you don’t deserve them.

But yesterday, I had my first, honest to goodness, TRULY on PROGRAM day in more time than you could imagine!  I was honest about my points, I didn’t dig into flex, and I had my husband forcefully grabbing food out of my hands during a late night craving.  He made me brush my teeth and stood there while I did it.  Granted, I begged him for help, but it was pretty darn funny in retrospect.  If it weren’t for him, I don’t know if I would have made it??

With that, behold my wonderfully brilliant on program day.  I lost a pound!  (I know, one day doesnt’ do anything, but I need a bone here and the scale threw me one)

Oh, and the big news?  I have signed up for my first Half Ironman!!!  Barb’s Race, in August.  (I intend to eat cake in August)