A dear friend of mine asked me to have my first cuppa today with no sweetener and then tell him what it tasted like. I love this man, he's fantastic and that's the only reason I complied with the request. I was dreading having a cuppa sans sweetener. I even made it in a small mug so there was less to endure! First sip - blech! Second sip - less blech! As I went on I was become more and more of a tea connoisseur, really tasting the tea. It was a touch bitter, but the essence of bergamot was delicious. For the next week I am going to try not to put sweetener in my tea. Was his motive to get me to actually taste and enjoy something without the mask of sweet? Whatever your motive, thank you. I love that you care.
Today's been not too bad. Dropped off the wee man at school and headed for the gym. After a few wrong turns I could feel myself getting discouraged and thinking, "At this rate, I should just turn back 'cause I won't have time for a proper workout", no shame I swear. The gym near wee man's school was pretty small and they didn't have towel service which almost made me turn back again, but I didn't. Thank goodness right? Ha ha.
With iPod in hand, I headed for the elliptical, a machine I tend to use a lot when I go to the gym. That sucker burns off way more calories than the treadmill and it's a touch more exciting 'cause your arms move too. God I'm pathetic. I set a lofty program and sadly couldn't make it all the way through, but in the end made it 27 minutes going full tilt, with a result of 170 calories burned.
The weight circuit was next on the agenda and I completed it like a star and actually enjoyed it a lot. It was nice to remember that I actually have muscles. To feel them again was quite novel! All in all, I was there for around an hour and a half. Am I proud? Yeppers.
Food diary:
2.5 litres water
1/2 cup basmati rice
1 cup homemade veg and chick pea curry
1/2 naan (bad decision)
1 sweetener free cuppa
1 cup sweet potato soup (homemade)
1/2 12-grain bagel
2 tbsp cream cheese
1 stick of gum
1 elbow macaroni (testing to see if it was cooked)
GOISF:
Just a mere few days ago I bought a box of the crappiest, most revolting prepackaged mini caramel cakes and ate the whole damn box. Puke. They really are disgusting and I knew it, but I kept at it.
The demons in my head cannot get the better of me. I really am a good person. I crave love from others. I think it's because I don't love myself. I wonder what that's like? To love yourself I mean. As far back as I can remember I've felt inferior and subpar. Can I retrain my brain at this age? Can I break the mould?
cupcake
xo
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