You’ll hardly ever catch me complaining about a Monday morning. Of course there are a dozen other places I’d rather be than at work, like on my own private island, but I like my job. The human interaction with non-sloppy drunk crackheads is always a welcome beginning to the week.
The day started off with a rare, and long overdue visit with my Weight Watchers tracker (and MyFitnessPal too). Clearly my second round of Whole30 was not a success, nor was my transition into full time Paleo. Call it lack of discipline, laziness, or rebellion, I don’t know. I just find myself over-thinking shit and getting stressed out in the process.
I’ve said it so many times before. Weight Watchers is what works for me. Weight Watchers is what I need to do for the long haul. Just like every food philosophy out there, it is not for everyone. And while there is technically no wrong way to use your points, there is a way to use them intelligently.
I know my constant back and forth gets tiring. It just goes to show that even after having been at this for so long, and after over 130 pounds lost, I still don’t really know what the HELL I’m doing. It’s a process…
Getting back into some sort of regular workout routine will help a lot; there is a serious lack of endorphins in my life. I’ve done light things, like my thrice-daily walks around the block (a little over 1/4 mile each) to break up the work day, and I walk around/take the stairs as much as possible. Thankfully I am cleared to start doing more this week. Dr. Minniti says I can even start jogging, so I will try that in the mornings or evenings when it’s not too hot.
My spin studio offers a beginner class which is shorter in length, and helpful to those getting back into it after a long hiatus. I miss spin and it’s relatively low impact, so that’s another option. The main thing is I don’t want to use my arms too much yet, and jumping around and bouncing hurts my boobs. Dr. Minniti assures me my breasts are healing just fine, but I still get a little paranoid that I’m going to dislodge them somehow. I’m totally smart and reasonable.
Let’s make it a good week, shall we?