Well you have probably noticed that I’m only writing this blog every other week now. I guess I realized that i really just don’t have that much to say! Actually things have just gotten really hectic with school back in session, working and trying to get everything in order around my house for winter. I’ve been exhausted every night and just want to go to bed or veg out in front of the T.V.
As you all know I interviewed for a mon-fri, normal business hours job a couple of weeks ago. Well, I didn’t get the job. Was I disappointed? Yes. I was really looking forward to finally being able to join a bowling league! Did it trigger an eating binge? nope. I’m still on track with my diet. It actually helped me step it up at The Fit Box. There were 4 people on the interview board and the punching bag had a special spot for each of their faces. Lieutenant H…2 to the face… jab..cross. Chief F…2 to the ribs…hook…hook. What the heck, 2 more to the ribs…
You get the idea. It was very cathartic to pretend to beat them to a pulp. The other good thing that came out of the disappointment, is the appreciation I have for my job now. When I realized I was probably a 911 “Lifer” I started telling myself all the great reasons it was better I didn’t get the job. I won’t have to cut back on my spending because I won’t be taking a pay cut! I think Amazon actually sent them a thank you letter! Also, having been at 911 for 20 years, I have a lot of vacation time and get my first choice of when Im going to take it. There is no way I would be taking the whole month of July off if I had gotten the other job. I’m not sure that “being able to join a bowling league” is really a good reason to leave my job for a “normal” job.
I said I’m still on track with my diet, and I am…but, I actually had a cheat day for the first time since I started this journey. Was it depression after realizing I was the public punching bag for life? Nope. I was extremely hung over. My husband and I went to the Policeman’s Ball last Saturday. Basically, the Policeman’s Ball is a fancy prom for grown-ups. I did really good at the dinner and only ate the meat and the green beans. I saved up all my calories for the free drinks! Rum and Diet of course. My problem is not the night out drinking. I don’t normally get hungry when I’m drinking. The problem is the next day. When I’m hung over I want greasy, salty, deep fried food. It started out harmless enough. My family decided they wanted Chinese take-out. I ordered chicken and broccoli in a white sauce, no rice. Now if I would have stuck to what I ordered I would have been fine, but no…My husband ordered Crab Cheese Wontons and I must have eaten my willpower because I couldn’t find it. I ate 3. After that I figured it was a cheat day anyway so I might as well have a bag of skittles….and a granola bar…and then I ate some of the leftover sweet and sour chicken! Then I went to bed. No guilt till the next day. I was mortified. I will reiterate what I have said before….NOTHING TASTE AS GOOD AS SKINNY FEELS!
What I needed after that was one of those “Melts Fat While You Sleep!” pills. I most definitely did not have the energy to work it off. I would have risked aspirating in a pool of fat if I could have got my hands on one of those pills. Seriously though, are there really people out there who believe you can melt fat while you sleep? Where does the melted fat go? Does the fat fairy pick it up and leave you a twinkie under your pillow?
Well that was last week. After I got past the alcohol stall, i’m happy to say that the weight started coming off again. I’m half way to my goal weight loss now and it feels really good. I’m actually fitting into a size 12 pair of pants I had in my closet. I don’t recommend going overboard on a cheat day like I did, but at least I know now it’s not the end of the world and I can’t give up because of it. The best thing to do is just get back after it the next day.