I ruined any good I did last week by looking for and making a doughnut recipe, that was irressistable. I made the recipe twice, once with my husband on Saturday night to see if it was any good, and again on Sunday with the kids. Great. Way. To. Go. So, I got up and went running this morning. Took a big break in the middle. I found a shady spot to pray and ponder over one of life's dilemmas, and then ran home. I made it up the dang hill! I had decided I wasn't going to eat any of the left over doughnuts, that decision lasted until I walked through the door. *sigh* The lack of will power is mind boggling.

I did kind of okay on my eating yesterday. Unless you count the four cookies I snitched, and the ice-cream I ate after dinner, oh and we went to a Chinese Buffet for our last date ever. It wasn't even good. Well, the ice-cream was. So were the cookies. Anyhoo... I went running this morning! Yeah for me! Somewhere between 3 and 4 miles. I did walk a chunk of it, but most of it was spent running.

Now for the eating portion of my day. It's such a long portion of the day. I started with a bowl of Raisin Bran, which I don't particularly like, but the only other option is Cheerios and that gets boring after a while. And it has more protein, but it also has higher mush potential. Bleh. The memory is getting worse as I type this. I think I may need something else to change the taste in the back of my throat.

I missed my exercise yesterday. I slept in because I was up so late the night before, and the evening was given to working at my little biz. Eating was not what it should have been either.

This morning I went to Zumba Toning. Eating well so far. We'll see if I can keep it up. 11:30 and I'm ready to run away from the children. Far, far, away...

Ouch! Pilates hurts...

That being said, I didn't do too bad with my eating yesterday. Now for today...

Weigh-in Day

I have no idea what number I'm on since I stopped counting months ago. Probably 60 or 70 something. Anyhoo...

I was so scared to step on the scale this morning. I was certain I had gained weight and was afraid of gaining enough to see the dreaded 200 flash upon my scale. I imagined myself spending the day curled up in a ball crying over my abysmal failure. Instead I was surprised to see that I'd lost 2 pounds! I'm really in disbelief, so I'm finding myself with a reserved excitement over it. That Zumba/Dance party must have burned literally a ka-jillion calories. I've certainly been sore enough.

This morning I got up and went running. I rolled my ankle on Friday, it didn't start bothering me until I wore heals to church yesterday. So I walked extra long in the beginning to ensure I was good and warmed up. It was buggin' for the first few blocks, but I took care to ensure my form was correct and paid close attention to how it was feeling. The discomfort disappeared, and all in all it was a good run. Not long. Just shy of 3 miles if you include all the walking. My ankle feels it now though.

So, now for the nutrition portion of fitness. Yesterday was horrible, lets see if I can do better today...

OINK!

Zumba Mania!

Saturday was the first ever National Day of Dance. To celebrate, my local fitness center, Elevate, put on a big shin dig, culminating in a 2+ hour Zumba fest. They had teachers from all over the state, as well as the creator of Zumba, and we got our groove on for a looooooong time. I made it through the whole two hours with some energy to spare, but I am sure feeling it now. OUCH! I'm sore. Of course I ruined my calorie burning fest with caramel corn over indulgence yesterday. I'm an addict you know...

Anyway... I was up really late last night, so I didn't make it up for my run this morning. We'll see if I manage to squish it in later. I haven't been very good about that. Started off the day with a carb bomb waffle. Good way to start the week :/