I can’t believe that it’s been one week already! Time has really flown by. With that being said, let’s get this update going.
The Good: My water intake has increased exponentially, and I’m seeing a difference. I’m not a big water drinker, but these reminders on my phone have been awesome. I haven’t made my goal of eight glasses every day, but I’ve been averaging a good six glasses every day. That’s huge for me. I’m seeing differences, though. My skin is more hydrated, and since I’m full of water, my appetite is decreased. An added bonus, too, is that the water is flushing toxins out of my body.
The Bad: Can I just start with the 2 lbs of super expensive chocolates that are sitting on the counter? Have I partaken of those chocolates? You bet your sweet bippy I have. Did I buy those chocolates? Absolutely not! They were a Christmas gift from family that I didn’t get until this past week. I’ve not really exercised either, unless you count walking around Wal-Mart trying to find one item. Then I got some exercise in. I do have to be careful, though, because I have arthritis in my spine. Exercise for me would be more walking and/or yoga.
The Downright Ugly: EMeals. I love EMeals. I love the idea of EMeals, but when there is a picky eater in the house, it’s tough. The meals this week have not really worked out very well. I was pleased to be told it wasn’t my cooking, but the recipes themselves. I live in a household where one person eats about anything, one person has developed allergies (that would be me), and the other person would rather eat meat loaf and chili dogs. That’s a tough order. We are super carb heavy on the weekends, so I choose meals that are lower in carbs for the week, but this picky eater……….to borrow a quote from a famous movie, “You’re killin’ me, Smalls!” We had some words yesterday after yet another meal didn’t turn out, and it really hurt my feelings, but I’m not going to give up. I may have to tweak a few recipes, but this is for my own good, and their own good. It’s not just about weight loss. It’s about being healthy. Healthy eating is a choice. I could eat that banana or I could snarf down some of those chocolates. The choice is mine to make, but I need to be prepared for the consequences of whatever choice I do make. The same goes for you.
So, with a renewed vigor, I towel the sweat off my forehead and get back into the ring for another week. I’m not giving up. Being healthy means I can be there for the people I love. Being healthy means I can participate in things I’m interested in because I feel well enough to do so. Being healthy means I can live life. Let’s be healthy, people.