Balancing The Scales

The Week In Review

This week:

I walked on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday & Friday.

I lifted only on Tuesday.

Tuesday night, TLNG had the worst night in months (fucking teething) and so, I was spent.  That day, I had TWO teas and THREE treats.  Chocolate cake, oatmeal cookie and italian ice (right before bed...wahhh??)

All the other days, I kept to one treat (even though they were biggish), and one tea in the afternoon.

I weighed myself this morning and I was up a 2 pounds to 145. 

So.  I am in that place where the momentum is going the wrong way and I am exerting force to try to turn it around.  I can apply more pressure by working out more and eating less, I suppose.  There's some room for that.  But usually, it takes a sustained effort (sometimes more than a few weeks) to slow and stop the weight gain and then to turn it around.

We'll see.  I'm going to keep on keepin' on.

So Far This Week...

1. I've started a schedule for myself.
2. I've researched night yoga classes.  (I'm aiming for at least 2 classes a week.  I think that either an 8pm Wednesday or Thursday and a Saturday morning class would be good.)
3. I've walked almost every morning and it's pretty much becoming routine.  My route is about 40-45 minutes, depending on my energy level and how cooperative The Littlest New Girl is being.
4. I've lifted weights once.  I'd kind of lost track of that last week, after TLNG's nap schedule changed and I had a lot of things to do after my awaycations.
5. I've limited myself to one cup of tea per day (It's been difficult.  I think there was one day where I said 'fuck it' but other than that, I've stuck to it.)
6. I've been limiting myself to one treat-item per day.  (This has also been difficult for me.  If I can make it until 3pm or so to have my treat-item, I'm better able to stick to the moderation.  If I eat a big oatmeal cookie with chocolate chips [TLC makes a grrrreat one] in the morning, I'm pretty much eating like a whore for the rest of the day. I'm also not eating *one Hershey's Kiss* for a snack.  I'm eating a nice-sized hunk of birthday cake.  What can I say?  It's a process.  And I loves me some birthday cake.)

For this upcoming week my goals are:

1. To continue goals from last week.
2. To finish the schedule and consider scheduling certain workouts and household chores like bathrooms, laundry, food shopping, etc. to add some structure and a set plan for the day. (I would be flexible with it but it might be nice to be organized about it.
3. To create a flier for a meet-up group that The Little Sister and I are going to start.
4. To try to pay more attention to what I'm eating and to slow down at the table/at meals.

Let's All Play 'Reason or Excuse?'

Is it only me who feels like The Sleep Dep makes a person want to eat all day long, without pausing to like, LIVE?

I've been up since 4am with my [tiny little monstah] girl (who is SNOOZING right now, btw) and I've been chomping my way through the day.  I'm trying to stick to good things like fruit, nuts, grains, etc. and so far so good--no cookies or chocolate. 

Yet.

To me, it is really the absolute WORST thing about new motherhood, The Fucking Sleep Dep.

*sigh*

Is it just me?