I will continue to grieve my sweet mother, but I cannot continue to sulk. Let me be real: I have eaten everything in the entire house. I’m an emotional eater and a binge eater. Bad combo. Really bad.
This. Is. Done.
The one decent thing I can do to honor my mother’s existence is to eat healthy, be active, and live a long and physically fit life with my kids and future grandkids.
Here’s the plan for tomorrow:
Breakfast-coffee and banana (I loathe eating breakfast, but if I must, I must.)
Lunch-leftover baked chicken leg and asparagus
Dinner-grilled chicken breast and brocolli
Snacks-something healthy-fruit, veggies, popcorn…whatever I’m in the mood for
Run-1.5 miles (I’m easing back into it and don’t want to get burned out right away)
In the midst of all my recent eating, I HAVE been able to get back to running (somewhat). I’ve been running a mile a few times a week, and yesterday after my run, hubby and I hiked three miles (I had taken a personal day from work).
Slowly (and by “slowly” I mean a 13+ minute/mile pace), but surely, I will get back to the land of the living and the home of the healthy.
Sorry for my unusually disorganized post. The old brain isn’t firing on all cylinders these days.
I look forward to checking back in with you, my accountability partners, tomorrow with good news of good eating habits and a great run.
Hug someone today!