It's official. I have my first cold of the season. Can I just state right up front that I feel miserable????
My family has NOT been very compassionate so I had to vent somewhere, right?
Yesterday's calorie total was right around 1600. I wasn't tempted by any junky food. Guess I got all that out of my system over the weekend.
The scale was back to 158. I'm really not obsessing over the number too much. Fitday has a chart that shows my weight over the past month. I pull that up every day and as long as I see a downward trend with the occasional bumps, I feel good. I'm on track to make my December first goal of weighing 158 on a regular basis, instead of 159. Slow and steady will win this race.
I'm more tired than usual since I'm sick. I've been sipping orange juice (and counting the calories) and drinking lots of water. I was in bed by 9:30 last night. I wanted to skip my meeting but DH talked me into going anyway.
Today I made it into work so I could attend a mandatory training session this afternoon. It's the last one of the year so I really wanted to get it in, plus I just didn't want to take a sick day (is this ME talking???). Yeah, I really do like what I'm doing now because if I didn't, I'd use any excuse at all to take a day off.
Tonight there's nothing on the schedule. I'll cook dinner and then spend a very short amount of time straightening up the house. DS has an end of the season concert with the marching band tomorrow night and my parents are coming over, so things ought to be neatened up (or 'red up' as we say in PA Dutch Country
).
I'm feeling blah but I intend to make the most of my day while still being kind to myself.