Do - Over!!!

Yeah, do you ever just have "one of those days?"

Me too.  Except I've have one of those days for the past 30 days.


30???


It seems like I've been away from the blog (and the diet) for about a week, tops.  I just counted up the days on my fingers (former elementary teacher; old habits die hard...) and today is the THIRTIETH DAY since I wrote anything here, which means that yes, I just ate myself silly for a MONTH.


The damage, fortunately, is minimal.  I guess.  
I weigh exactly one pound MORE than I did when I started my previous dieting / blogging exercise on September 20th.  
(Ewww, "exercise;" I HATE that word...) 



My scale says I weigh 160.0 this morning.

Yeah, I'm a little disgusted with myself.  Yeah, I wish I had spent the last 30 days counting every calorie and walking on the treadmill (which I did, a few times...).  But since it seems that it wasn't in the cards (my deck seems to be faulty), I am starting anew and hitting it again, full-force, with every bit of determination and vengeance that I did on September 20th.

Tomorrow.


Stop.  Laughing.  Please.


I do have my reasons for this.  But the most basic reason and excuse is that today, a gray, chilly, chore-packed Sunday, I just don't feel like it.


Today, I want to eat a Pop Tart while I sip my coffee. 

Today, if I feel like driving to Big Apple Bagels an hour after I finish said Pop Tart, I want to do that.

Today, I want to eat leftovers - of which our fridge holds many.

Today, I want to drink hot cocoa every time the mood strikes me.

Today, I want to eat Crescent Rolls and Ciabatta bread with cream cheese and just plain old TOAST with peanut butter.

Today, I want to drive to the country store (good old Superior Meats!), pay $6.00 for a 12-pack of pop, and drink four cans.  Or maybe five.

Today, I want to bake something tasty.  Banana bread?  A pie?  Chex Mix?  It doesn't matter what; I feel like baking.  And when I'm done baking, I'll be damned if I'm not gonna eat some of whatever I baked.

Today, I want to eat a turkey sandwich with mayo on it for lunch.  I've been craving one since SEPTEMBER 20th.

Today, I want to eat FULL-fat sour-cream veggie-dip on my @#$*^ carrots.

Today, I DON'T want to exercise, unless I really really really feel like it.

Today, I want to eat chocolate.  In liquid form.  Drizzled over apple crisp.

Today, I don't want to write down my calories, unless I really really really feel like it.

Today, I don't want to eat a single salad.

And today, I want to end the day on a fun note, which translates into watching a movie with the family and eating buttered popcorn and movie candy.

Yep, this pretty much sums it up.

Today, I will enjoy every minute.  


And tomorrow... it's back to the @#$*^ grind.