I just don’t know what to say about this past week. Usually on Friday afternoons I sit down to write the post I will schedule for Saturday morning since I’ll be up and out early heading to my Weight Watchers meeting.
I usually approach it with some enthusiasm, some positive thoughts for what I’ve accomplished and some comments on what I’ve done well during the previous week.
Well…I don’t know what I can even say today. I’m trying not to whine about this but I know it has not been the best week. There were days when I ate hardly anything, because I just didn’t feel like it. Then there were days when I ate everything I could get my hands on…even though most of the time I couldn’t taste anything!
I’ve tried to track my food, but I haven’t really been on my game in that regard either.
Because of all this, I have no idea what my outcome will be tomorrow morning. I’m even contemplating the option of not weighing in which I can do since I’m at goal. I still haven’t decided.
On the positive note, I have been meditating every day. In fact as of Friday, I’ve meditated 12 days in a row. As when I was doing it regularly before, I’m going for 40 days. That seems to be the magic number, so that’s what I’m going for. I’m hoping to keep it up after the original 40. I’m also hoping that I’ll be feeling better enough by Monday that I can get back to walking. I’m feeling stiff and that’s not a good thing.
So I have lots to work on. I’m hoping for a better week ahead and I’m going to try my best to start the week with a good weekend, not allowing myself to get out of hand.
I hope I’m smiling when I get off the scale!