I've really come to enjoy Tuesdays. It's the one day that I can get my "mishaps" out in the open, then move on. True Confessions isn't about sharing guilt or shame...it's about admitting my mistakes, learning from them, and giving myself a list of things that I can work on. It's not all "mistakes" either... true confessions also gives me a chance to brag on myself a little. There are some confessions that I'm proud of...not every week... but most weeks. Let's do this...
I confess that this week I'm 100% sure I'm going to have a gain on the scale tomorrow morning for the Burst into Summer challenge. Probably not a small gain, either. That's one of the down falls of being involved in a team challenge - I hate letting my team mates down. I will say, though, that this past weekend was the first vacation I've had in 2 years...so the fact is I confess I wasn't really thinking about the challenge while I was away. I'm sorry, team mates. :(
I confess that my meals while camping where far from good. I ate steak, potatoes, and green beans Friday night. I ate fried eggs, bacon, sausage, and beans for breakfast both mornings. I ate hog dogs and hamburgers...yes plural...for dinner Saturday night. I ate too much at meal times because I didn't eat during the day... because I was too dang hot.
I confess that despite not going for a jog or doing any yoga while camping - the two things I had really looked forward to - I made a couple of extra trips to the Bug Motel bathrooms....just so I could get some exercise. I went up there when others needed to use the bathroom - even though I didn't - just because of the burn the walk gave me. I mentally decided that if I wasn't going to do any "real" exercise all weekend...the few short walks up the 90 degree hill of death would give me something.
I confess that I ate s'mores for the first time in my life Saturday night.
I confess that I don't like S'mores. Please don't start gathering your pitchforks. I know that it's probably un-American to not like a roasted marshmallow covered with melted chocolate and sandwiched between two graham crackers... but I didn't. Believe me, I was just as shocked as you are.
I confess that my camping trip taught me a valuable lesson about the importance of hydration and eating small meals throughout the day. I learned the hard way what happens if you don't drink enough water - while being out in 100 degree weather. I also learned that regardless of my "being on vacation" it's no excuse not to plan my meals - be conscious of when and what I'm eating. I over ate because I didn't break up my meals. I only ate breakfast and dinner... but at both meals, I probably consumed enough calories to feed a family of four.
I confess that yesterday - my first day back in the "real world" - I did absolutely no working out. In fact, I spent most of the day lazing on the couch. That means that I didn't do Day 1 of week 2 of boot camp. I didn't do my Supreme 90 Day work-out... I did NOTHING.
I confess that now I feel like I have to make up for lost time. I woke up early this morning - excited about getting all of this off my chest - and planning what work-outs I was going to do. I've decided on doing my Supreme 90 Day this morning, and boot camp this evening. My Internet is finally working again, so I can watch all of the videos and do the exercises.
I confess that in my excitement about getting on the "exercise horse" again - I averted a bad dinner choice. Hubby suggested chili dogs for dinner...and I responded with "urm, no thanks...are you crazy?" Being the awesome Hubby he is, he looked in the freezer and said "how about I grill you up a piece of chicken for dinner?" That's more like it!! I'm back...no more crap for me, thank you very much!
Lastly, I confess that despite all of my bad decisions and "sins" that I committed this past week... I don't feel guilty. I know that I could have made better choices, I know that I could have done things differently. I know that a trip out in 100 degree weather for the weekend could have been a great stepping stool to a good weight loss this week. I know, I know, I know. Dwelling on all of the should haves and could haves will get me nowhere. I learned my lessons... now it's time to move on, do what I can to not repeat the same mistakes. All of these confessions mean nothing unless I learn from them, right?
OK, now it's your turn. Want to get something off your chest? Then confess all...and share your blog in the comments. I want to read them. Right now, though, I need to get some Tabata Inferno out of the way.
Till next time. ;)
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