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Happy new week, friends! I hope the week past has been good for you, goals-wise and otherwise. Please do share your ups and downs here.



Weight: 205.4, down 1.4 from last week.

Exercise: Every day, yes. In addition: Twice on incline on the elliptical, yes. Twice with hand weights, yes.

Intermittent Fasting: Only one popcorn incident! Also, I kept my splurging to a single day. YAY!

Sleep: I have been not good about getting to bed by 11:00pm and certainly haven't been off-screen by 10:30pm. My sleep and mood both show it, too. I must be better at least for the next two nights. (I have spring break starting Thursday.)

Breathing/Meditation: Yes! I did both some boxing of the breath AND some chanting while walking, which was new-to-me and also awesome!

Hydration: Yes!

The week ahead should be more of the same, though I'm going to be on break and will have to be extra vigilant to avoid backsliding on diet. I will relax my sleeping habits, though I'm sure I'll regret that come April 9, when I return to my regular work schedule.


I'm sending you all the good vibes for a healthy, happy week to be!

Re: Rah rah!

Date: Tuesday, 26 March 2024 06:04 pm (UTC)
oldtoadwoman: Sam Winchester, Supernatural 14x17 (Default)
From: [personal profile] oldtoadwoman

Yeah, it's always a problem with this particular friend because she can resist overeating when she's not hungry, but she always orders too much because she wants the maximum variety of foods and doesn't want to run out of anything. But then there are multiple boxes of every flavor of Girl Scout cookie, duplicates of multiple flavors of mini cakes, enough pizza for everyone to have a whole large pizza to themselves. And she'll have some of each and then stop, but then there's all this leftover food right in front of me and I can't seem to stop myself from going "just one more" even when I know I'm not hungry anymore.

It's this weird combination of compulsive comfort eating and a guilt about food going to waste. (When I first arrived, I noticed a container of food sitting on the table that she'd forgotten to put in the fridge overnight so that ended up getting thrown away. So, the weekend started right out with this twitchy sense of "She's providing too much food, but if I don't eat it, it will get thrown out.") And intellectually, I know it's not my job to eat all the food so it doesn't "go to waste", but it still drives me nuts for food to just sit there uneaten. It's like food calls to me. Even if I can't see it, I know there is half a container of something in the fridge. So, yeah, multi-packs and "family size" things are my nemesis. It doesn't matter how many people it was meant to feed, I'll just keep eating it until it's gone.