It's snot how you feel

It's what you do even when you feel like crap.

I have a cold. I don't get ill very often. No, I don't consider a cold being ill, but it's messing with me! I'm tired and sneezy and drippy. It took every ounce of oomph I had to drag my snotty hiney out of bed this morning and do my work out. I did it though! I did the 2 mile WATP with the weights. It was hard, but I did it. I took a pass on the 6 mile bike ride today. I think my sneezing would make me drive into a cactus!

Ian has a cold too so he's suffering not so silently with me! In fact, we both pretty much sneezed simultaneously the other day and that's when they started. I just hope Den doesn't get it. Ian got a new little camera that he can carry in his shirt pocket so we set out for a slow meander for him to test it. He didn't feel like doing his VERY brisk walk today. We made it as far as the lake. I said I'd wait out on the pier while he snapped away. It was so peaceful out there. The breeze, the sound of the water. I just love water. It's soothing and I did a lot of thinking and praying listening to the lap of the waves. That's as far as my stroll went. I made it off the pier and onto the swing for another half hour or so until I finally had the gumption to walk back home. What a pansy I am!

I got home hungry, tired, cranky, and sneezing away. I wanted pizza. I wanted dumplings. I wanted anything other than the 1 cup of lettuce and 1/4 cup of diced red peppers and 2T fat free Italian dressing I had planned for a snack. How gross! What's wrong with me to plan a veg for a snack????

I ate the salad. Gag me.

I was still starving. Figured I'd have dinner early. I had planned the creamy chicken curry and brown rice with a can of V8 for dinner. Oh yum. More veg. I wanted mashed potatoes and tomato soup with tons of cubed cheese. I wanted rich, creamy, mac and cheese.

I ate the curry. Gag me.

So, today's lesson for my thick brain is it's not how I feel, it's what I do when I feel like crap.

Yes, I had to fight with myself to not have what I wanted. The day isn't over yet, but I'm confident I can make it through. Maybe I'm learning that if I want the results I want, I have to do the action to achieve them. God how sad is that??? Just because I don't feel 100% doesn't give me carte blanche to eat. Would eating that food make me feel better? Well, as a matter of fact, yes it would. I've never been one to feel guilty about eating things I want. If it tasted good, it was worth it. Period. So, it's a bit harder for me to not eat what I want. I don't have the guilt aspect many of you do.

I'll tell you what is keeping me in the zone so to speak. It's that stupid little challenge I made for myself. The one that said I was going to stay OP for 30 days. The one that said I'd exercise a min of 5 days a week. Yes, that very one. It's the only thing that got me through the other day. For those of you that asked, yes I did make it through the next 60 minutes. I made it through the day. I went to bed at 10PM as I was starving and I had no points left. It was either that or eat. I did what I had to do. I don't know why it's helping, but it is. If you're struggling, try challenging yourself. I know when my 30 days is up, I'll think up another challenge for sure.

So, today is day 27 of my 30 day challenge. Drum roll please for the tally.
OP: Check
Exercise: Check
Journal: Check

Three days to go....
I'm the little fatty that can....I think I can I think I can I think I can I know I can I know I can I know I can!