Well it is an off day for the gym. Have been told muscles need a rest.
Today (Saturday) I went shopping (no, not retail therapy) (well maybe). Old Navy had tank tops on sale for $2 each. Who could resist all those nice colors…and I am going to actually like wearing them this summer.
Weekends have always been hard to keep to any kind of regiment. If on a “diet” or something it seems that the Friday night would roll around and everything would go out the window. Or rather, anything in the house that was edible was eaten. The need to feed was from either being busy doing things or worse, having nothing to do but watch everything I have recorded during the week.
After shopping went to Silver Diner for breakfast. I ordered the spinach/feta omelet. I was proud of myself that I did not go into a long drawn out explanation to the waitress of why I did not want the carbs from the bagel and that I did not launch a tirade of how all those extra fat calories in the home fries would wreck my efforts of going to the gym this past week. I just ordered a substitute of strawberries instead. It was an odd feeling to walk out feeling full but not stuffed. A feeling that I would like to keep repeating.
The rest of day was just a stay at home and not do anything day. And wonder of wonders, I was not trying to find anything (everything) in the house to munch on. I know that part of the lack of interest in “what is there to eat” is because I would have to own up to it here. But I really was not hungry.
So for me, Saturday was a day of rest. Tomorrow, it is back to the gym.
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