I woke from a lovely sleep this morning feeling perfectly cozy in my bed. Not too hot or cold. I didn’t have any cricks in my neck from sleeping the wrong way. I was perfectly rested and content to just lay there enjoying the morning, but the morning wasn’t content to wait for me. It had plans in store and so I had to emerge from the warmth of my blankets and get on with the day. Being so relaxed in mind, body and spirit, however, that didn’t even irk me. I practically floated to the shower. Mmmm, I love mornings like that.
Thursdays is Weight Watcher days. I haven’t written about it in awhile but that’s not because I haven’t been attending. It is because I haven’t felt that flame of motivation. I’ve been just coasting. I have spurts of enthusiasm where I swear I’m going to begin again, but it soon sputters out.
Summer is the most challenging season for me. The time of barbecues and ice cream treats. Potato chips and ice cold coolers. Since May, I’ve lost all of three pounds. I suppose I should be grateful that I didn’t gain that amount, but I’m disappointed in my lack of progress. I could be so much further if only I followed the plan, counted my points, and exercised. Instead I’m eating pretty much what I want, ignoring points values, and am so far from a regular exercise routine that if I tried to walk a mile I wouldn’t be able to move for a week afterward.
This last week, I vowed with my friend, Jen, to start tracking my eating habits again. That’s all I committed to. Even if I ate poorly (which is when I quit tracking) I was to continue to record my meals. And it did help. It kept me focused and there were times when I would’ve eaten something but decided against it because I didn’t want to see it in writing.
Then Wednesday came and I pigged out a little. I let myself get too hungry and lost all control. Aaaand, I did not write it down! Ah well, live and learn.
This week I’ll continue my commitment of writing down what I eat. I’ve already learned that when I get too hungry I don’t eat well.
I leave you now with some photos from the boat trip my parents took the kids on recently down the North Saskatchewan River. With the exception of the first one, R took the following photos.
My uncle and aunt are on the left, my parents on the right, and R and J in the front. Look at how happy the adults are!
R and J were too. I’ll show some photos and provide details about the excellent tour company on my private blog. They had such a blast with my parents on this little trip.