I just noticed (not counting this post) I am 3 posts away from my 100th blog post! YIPEE!! That snuck up on me pretty fast!
I've decided I need to go for a looooooong bike ride everyday. It puts my head in a far better place than on the days I don't. Like take this weekend. I went for a ride Saturday morning and was in a pretty good mood and a good place (yes, they can be two very different things) all day. Sunday. Nope. The Italian and I fought all day long and were still fighting this morning.
Why? Honestly, I don't want to talk about it. Enough to say, I'm not perfect and he doesn't like that. (Okay not really, I'm being bitchy and angry . . . but anyway.) If I'd gone out for a ride, cleared my head, we might not still be fighting. Eh . . . who knows.
(I need a vacation from that man. I swear I do. Julie! Can you play next weekend??)
But last week being the rough week that it was (my poor Mom got calls every single day!) also prime munch time. I really used to think I didn't emotionally eat. And really it's only been recently that I've noticed when I get really upset, I eat. Kind of backwards. Or maybe I'm just noticing it now?
Though I have to say, as hard as last week (and this week will be if he doesn't apologize and quit nitpicking! . . . sorry . . . calming down . . . breathing . . . ) was, I've been reading around the blogosphere and honestly? My week's not been that bad.
Caitlin did a century ride with a cold!
JewliaGoulia is getting put through the wringer by her parents and their health & health issues.
Actually reading her blog posts has made me take a step back and re-evaluate my little dramas. Sure, my Italian is taking FOR-EV-ER to heal from surgery and this stress fracture isn't making things any easier. But he will heal and he'll be back up on his feet and cane again . . . eventually. He takes pretty good care of himself and is pretty disciplined in every area (which is what drives him crazy about me. I'm not disciplined in every area - or many for that matter. I'm working on it though . . . sorta.)
But she's dealing with 'rents who just don't seem to care. That's heart breaking. But pop over to her blog. She tells it better than I could.
I know I've not talked a lot about weight loss or what I've been eating lately. Honestly, you don't want to know. It's not been pretty. That's all I'm going to say about that. I'm pretty sure I'll be posting a gain tomorrow. (Did I really say it's not been pretty? Ye gads! I've been in this office waaaay too long! ha!)
I did learn something this weekend . . . something I learn over . . . and over . . . and over . . . and over . . .etc. I feel better, I think clearer and I'm far more patient (I was even able to put up with my in-laws on only 2 small glasses of white zin) when I've gotten some exercise in. I'm no runner yet. I'm actually putting that on the shelf for right now in favor of getting cardio in via my bike and building my endurance that way.
My body is beginning to crave it again. Being active, moving, being pushed. The ride to Curves definitely pushed me, but it was good because I had a destination in mind and I couldn't turn around and go home very easily (especially on Midlothian. Yeeks! That was a little scary!)
So that's where I am mentally. I'm a little waffley right now, but I'm definitely heading in the right direction (and looking fabulous doing it)!
Food and more detailed exercise will be back . . . soon. But isn't the mental game so much a part of this weight loss journey too?
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