Do better tomorrow
Monday, November 21, 2016
My husband is away, hunting with his buddies. I always miss him but I like that he gets to go do his thing and I know he's so happy when he's in the woods. Plus, I sure love having a freezer full of healthy meat.
We missed our time at the dog park yesterday because of a snow storm. My dog adores the snow but the roads weren't good and I didn't want to risk it. So when I miss a day I really need to motivate myself to go again the day after. This morning we were pumped! Had a healthy breakfast (chicken soup I made yesterday), tucked the sick kitten in to bed so I didn't have to worry about him injuring himself when I'm away. I was ready for a great day. I had planned on coming home to do laundry and start packing, since we will be moving soon.
Grabbed a tea on the way and my pup was stoked to be at the park in the snow, even though we were the only ones in sight. I let her run and have fun while I put on a podcast and started doing my usual laps. About 1000 steps in I suddenly felt a pinch in my upper back and thought this couldn't be good. I started stretching and got so much worse. I found it so painful to breathe. I made it to a bench and was able to lay down and I just stayed put for a while. The pain was getting worse. Oh no, this is not what I need. I don't think I should have driven home in that state but stupidly I did. I don't have any friends in this town and with my partner away I was out of luck. Ended up spending the day in bed. Jeez. I also ate an entire pizza, telling myself it's a thin crust so its not so bad. And I ate fast food...which I do regularly but this time I ate the fries.
Ugh, I'm mad at myself. My support system is gone so I let that be a reason to eat. The worst part is, I'm still hungry. I'd die for a big bowl of pasta right now.
I'm trying to remember to be gentle with myself. To love myself. I think between the stress last week of my cat news and my partner being away and now my back going out, I just kind of let that all sabotage my progress.
Oh well, I can't let little upsets kill my work. Get over it.
I do have something to celebrate. Despite having consumed so much garbage in the last week, I logged it all. I walked every single day, even when we skipped the park I made sure I got a reasonable amount of steps in at home. I guess I wasn't a complete failure.
Tomorrow I will get on the scale and I hope I didn't gain anything, besides insight.
I hope you all are having a good start to the week.
Photo: laid down at the park and Clover rushed over to give me face kisses (I don't like face kisses but she got me here)