I went grocery shopping on Saturday and I almost cried in the bakery section (yes, I almost cried) because I knew I couldn't have any of it. I wonder if recovering alcoholics go into liquor stores and start bawling at the beer? I was strong though, and I didn't buy any sweets.
Sunday afternoon - I caved and got half an apple pie and low fat vanilla ice cream. I had one slice (and Jeff had one slice) with one scoop of ice cream and stopped (which is MONUMENTAL!!). I'm giving the kids the last of the pie along with some ice cream, when they finish their lunch today. I'm feeling mentally strong today so I won't eat any of it (Jeff can have whatever ice cream is left when he gets home and then I'm trashing anything left in the carton).
I went to the gym yesterday morning and then ran around the park with the kids in the afternoon. I took Kelly on a 45 minute walk this morning. It felt good!
Since cutting WAY back on sugar two weeks ago I'm feeling a TON more energy (but it took a week or so to get to this point).
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