Tomorrow is weigh-in day.
The day I will crawl into the fetal position and cry like a baby.
That weight loss ticker in the margin is going to go the wrong way tomorrow. Donuts, pizza and just really bad eating habits this past month.
So I will weigh in and get my new workout plan and start again. Tomorrow is a new day. A New Day.
I bought a lot of chicken today at the store. Well enough for three meals. I know that I have to eat more chicken. More Chicken, less donuts. My problem with chicken is I find it very boring unless it is jazzed up somehow. Peanut sauce and brown rice maybe? Maybe a little tarragon lemon cream sauce (yes I know.. cream bad! That’s why I said “a little!”). So I am going to start looking for good chicken recipes.. things that are easy to make, but with some flavor.
I also have about 7 or 8 Weight Watchers cook books that I bought when I was going WW a couple years ago. I pulled them out recently, marked some recipes and then never made them. I need to make a resolution to try and make on recipe out of them a week. Though I shouldn’t have used the word resolution. That’s a set up for failure!
I can’t wait for a new workout routine. The one I have been doing for the past two weeks has probably been about the hardest one yet. I have started to blog about it several times, but blogging about it just made me tired.. let alone actually doing it.
Maybe tomorrow, I will get a routine that is nothing but stretches. I doubt it, but a girl can dream!