I'm down another pound!
My biggest challenge...pop. I love it...I love Coke from a can and I truly crave Mountain Dew in a can, from the fountain...actually..from the bottle too. Ugh. It gets me every time. I'll be honest. When I go out to the grocery store or Target, I reward myself with either a pop or sometimes a candy bar. My reasoning you ask? Getting two children out in the cold to go shopping for two dumb things we have to have. But, yesterday, I talked myself out of it. My logic? Leah...you have to run 30 minutes on the treadmill to burn off just this 20 oz of pop. Also, why in the hell do I need a reward? Ha! Honest answer: SOMETIMES I NEED IT!!
I've just decided to look at it from another angle. I'm rewarded by being able to go to the store, buy the things I need and WANT, and I'm burning calories toting those two little munchkins around.
Today, I'm in my knee brace. My knee is killing me. This is not what I envisioned on just the fourth day of my new plan, but I could sit here and pity myself. OR! I can look at it like this...I am probably 7-10 pounds over what the ideal is for my height. Imagine if I was 15 to 20 over what I am and how much greater that would harm my knees. So, I am gonna pop some Advil (which I would rather fight through the pain than take a pill) Actually, I kinda have this irrational fear of pills. I hardly ever take them. If it recommends I take two for pain, I only take one. Why? Because, I just imagine them floating around in my stomach never leaving. It's weird, I know. I just don't like to take pills. But, I want to exercise and I know one Advil will help.
Also, one of my goals was to do a little better job on upkeep of my appearance. I'm not the girl who never goes out in public without makeup on. (Nothing against those girls either) But, because I just know if I get ready for the day I will feel a little bit better about myself. So, my wonderful hubby got me professional teeth whitening for Christmas. Today, I am getting the impressions for the trays. I'm stoked! This isn't something I would have ever bought myself but JJ knew I really wanted it done. Honestly, I truly think I deserve it. Pregnancy did a number on my teeth. I have thrown up 18 months out of the last 36 months. So...I'm doing this for me!
Small goal=big goal. I am researching on how to grow a garden. I'm excited about this. VERY. I want to be able to walk into my backyard, get the spices/veggies I need for my dish and enjoy a healthy meal with my family. My brother said this the other day and it just adds more onto why I want to the power to have food in my backyard:
"It's crazy that all we needed for nutrition was given freely by God to the world He created,
yet now you have to pay an arm and a leg just to get something that isn't pumped full of
stuff your body should never have to process."
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