Yesterday was a bad day, work wise. One of those days that results in you sitting at your desk around 3pm, head in heads, wondering how it all went wrong.
Normally a day like that would send me into F it mode. I don’t care what I eat/drink today. One day won’t matter. Gym – um, no. I am just so stressed out, I can’t cope with worrying about it food and diets and weight…
I did have a brief moment of that and snuck a few squares of chocolate. Then somewhere in my angst, I found some element of balance. I had planned on going straight home and inhaling the better part of a bottle of wine. Somehow, I instead found myself at the gym for a quick session. It’s true what they say about exercise making you feel better.
Got myself home, only to find that we didn’t have mince for the planned meatballs for dinner (kind of a key ingredient!) and promptly announced that I wanted pasta for dinner. Husband, god love him, instead of challenging me simply said, “OK, if you want pasta, that’s fine. But you need to cook it. I’m going to cook steak and veges”. The petulant five year old inside me sulked for a moment and then realised what he was doing. He then went on to point out that if I have the steak & veg, instead of pasta, then I can have a glass or two of wine – guilt free. Smart man, that one. So steak and veg it was.
I had my wine. And I enjoyed it. And I lost a kilo in the last week. Feels good and feels so much better knowing that I am doing this in a sustainable way – I’m not depriving myself, just metering the ‘F it’ moments!
Last night made me realise just how it important it is to have a good support network – without it, I would have spent a rather drunken night chowing down on pasta. Sometimes you just need a little nudge!