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This week, however, all that changed. Last week, I told you about my new goal to run a half-marathon. This was my first week of training and it was not easy. I ran a total of 5 1/2 (and some change in my pathetic attempt to run 3 miles). Plus, I had 30 minutes of weight-lifting and another hour of cross-training.
My obsessions with the scale and calories made a 180. Instead, my thoughts were full of tips to finish my runs, plans for cross training, and stretching.
When I constantly think about the foods I should and shouldn't eat I find myself munching everything, standing in the middle of the kitchen grabbing anything from any shelf that looks half-way appetizing. This week that didn't happen.
It was probably a mix of things keeping me out of the kitchen including that I just didn't have time! Training takes a lot of time, so I didn't even have a moment to consider the binge walk around my kitchen. Second - crap food doesn't sound good when you have a workout regimen to stick to.
Here's the perfect example - on date night my husband and I went to Chili's. My go-to meal choice is the Chicken Crispers at a whopping 1290 calories. When I sat down I thought about ordering the fried-deliciousness, but that deliciousness didn't sound delicious at all. When I thought about it... I pictured how it would feel in my stomach - heavy, stale, sticky and ugh (yes, ugh is a verb). Instead, I chose the Caribbean Salad with Grilled Chicken at 620 calories (that's with dressing, and I did not have the dressing). I can honestly say, I felt like salad. I wanted to fill myself up with fresh pineapple and romaine lettuce. Yum.
What else can being healthy first conquer? The scale. As many of you know, I'm obsessed with it - weighing myself before bed, when I wake up, before and after going to the bathroom, with clothes on, without clothes on, even after blowing my nose (yeah, I know - pathetic). This week I weighed myself once - one time people. By the time the weekend rolled around, I was thrilled to step on the scale to 2.3 weight loss.
Everything was easier this week when I put health first. I didn't get lost in the calorie-counting and pound obsessing and look at that - 2.3 pounds gone. Even before the scale patted me on the back for a week well done, I felt great.. and dare I say, looked great.
