...And Then That Happened...

I'm really bad at blogging.

There has been so much going on, I don't even know where to start. A lot of it I don't even want to get into, but it has been effecting my weight loss journey.

My dad is sick. I won't get into detail, and I don't expect sympathy, because he's not a good person. Its hard to try your best for someone, hoping that this could be a final turning point to get their life together, and they take it so far in the opposite direction. I had been so stressed over the weekend, that I barely ate anything (trust me, I was really good about tracking this weekend). I did lose a little weight though, so that's cool.

I'm actually a little surprised by my food reaction to this level of stress. Normally, I get sad, stressed, angry, or bored and I just eat, and eat, and eat. I found myself forcing myself to eat even my regular meals. I even bought myself some candy (thinking I'd want to binge), and its still sitting in my desk.

I did up my salad game. I used to have just lettuce and salad dressing, but I picked up some cucumbers, tomatoes, and wonton strips to add in there, just to give it a little bit extra.

I just ordered a day planner in order to track my mood when it comes to my food intake. My guess is that most of the time I'll be "bored" when I snack, but I want to know where my feelings and food meet up, because I think it will help me cut out things I don't really need (at least when I get back to a regular eating schedule).

I'm still walking as much as possible. Took it a bit easier as of late, but still getting as much as I could possibly do. Apparently, I already have 250 exercise minutes this month, which is pretty impressive, since I forgot my Fit Bit a day or two so far. I don't really track anything else other than what's tracked through the Fit Bit.

I don't know, I'm going to go have my super salad for the afternoon.