Can't decide about my weekly weigh in tomorrow. I'm retaining water like mad. But, I'm taking the weekend off for the dance recital. I've been really wanting sweet carbs the past few days, but knowing about the weekend, I've held fast.
But has it been working? I don't know. I doubt tomorrow's weight would be accurate...
I'm tired and sore, and wanting the ice cream I bought today for Father's Day. I went swimming with Anna and my friend Mermaid. Then, we went to a rehearsal and ran a couple of errands; gone two hours for that. I guess I forgot the swimming usually does in my back all by itself, then add the other stuff, and I'm a tired, hurting unit. A unit craving that Ben & Jerry's Mint Chocolate Cookie in the fridge!
Well, no help for it. One tea with stevia--coming up!
Feeling a little mopey about my pending surgery. Which surgery? That would be my twelth surgery. So, ok, I'll cop to a little self pity tonight. But I'm happy to realize I have largely learned not to self medicate with food. It just adds more problems to whatever's making me sad.
I'm learning to accept my sad feelings and let them do what they need to do. So, tonight I'm sad. I also realize my pain and fatigue could very well be amplifying everything, so I'm attempting to not take every sad thought I have as gospel.
So, I'm gonna make my tea, watch a little Star Trek, and go to bed. Tomorrow's another day. And it's a day I get to watch my little girl dance surrounded by friends--and I get to have a cookie. :)
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