So I’ve been in a little bit of a funk lately. Thursday actually started off really badly with some news that I really would have rather not discovered. I’m fairly certain that’s the reason why I’ve been so lethargic and almost absent minded about nearly everything.
As posted Wednesday, I didn’t have any time to do my workout because I woke up late. I did end up doing it Thursday morning though. It was actually to my detriment though. The workout was fine and I didn’t mind at all that I had to do two days worth of exercise. I was almost in a trance-like state and all I wanted to do was get it over with so I could lie down.
I say “to my detriment” because during the two hours of exercise, I drank a liter of water and my recovery meal was 2 cups of chocolate milk and a banana. So, a little more than 3 pounds of fluid plus whatever my banana weighed in my stomach not even an hour before we were supposed to weigh in for the 8-week weight loss group. I know that what the scale said was obviously wrong, but it made my day just a little bit worse.
From the moment we arrived home, all I wanted to do was go to sleep. (I hadn’t had any sleep since coming home from work that morning and was obviously tired, but I really didn’t want to have to deal with anything else.) I woke up around 7pm and moved to the couch to watch some Netflix. Yeah, that was my night.
The next day was basically the same. I did manage to roll out of bed and do my workout even though I didn’t want to. I was so tired and I just wanted to stay in bed. This time, I stayed in my room and watched 2 movies before watching one hour of Netflix and then off to bed I went.
Saturday was worse because I knew that I had to go back to work. I didn’t wake up early enough to get my workout in and instead, only had time to get ready and start that part of my day.
Today, I was planning on getting up an hour before I usually do to get the workout I missed yesterday in today. That didn’t happen either and I ended up sleeping in till 1pm, missing church and feeling even worse about these last few days. Not to mention, my husband woke me up with news that our hamster, Skamp, ATE our other hamster, Truffle. (Truffle was actually my hamster.) Literally all that was left was bone, dried blood and fur. Apparently, they didn’t like the food we gave them so Skamp turned all cannibal. I want to go back to bed. :/
Regardless of how I feel right now, I’m going to either work out tonight since I missed Saturday or do both exercises tomorrow morning. I purposefully planned something at 8am tomorrow so that I had to be awake so there won’t be any excuse not to workout. I’m trying to put my routine back in order.
By the way, my food intake has suffered a little. The leader of the weight loss group gave us a formula for calculating our daily caloric intake, which was very simplistic and hard to believe especially since it doesn’t account for age, weight, height and gender. My coach gave me a formula a while back that included all of these AND he gave an explanation. Still, I got confused and even a little upset (especially since my weigh in really brought me down.) So, I’ve been recovering from that and trying to eat my 1800 calories a day. Mind you, this is hard even when you fill your plate full of vegetables and lean meats. I’ve had to “fluff” my diet with peanut butter because you can add a lot of calories with just a little. (190 calories for 2 tablespoons.)
I have learned something through all this “blue-ness” I’ve gone through in the past few days: sleeping all the time really messes up your food schedule. I’d wake up at 7pm, eat for the first time and have to eat all the way up till 3 hours before bedtime in order to get my 1800 calories in. This is really hard especially when the first meal makes you feel stuffed to the point of explosion! I’m hoping to get everything back on track stating tomorrow.
Until next time,
SP
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