Damn you trail mix! I picked, snacked and ate altogether too much of you. And I ate a few slices of cheese. What happened??
Good day, great run. No festival because of rain. Instead went to a friend's house for the football game. I'd already eaten, so no issues.
Came home ready for dinner. Got a phone call from a friend whose father is dying. Talked for a couple of hours. And I snacked and picked (and ate dinner) while on the phone with her.
I saw the behavior starting and just let it happen. Lesson noticed, but I need to learn the lesson too.
Consequently, I slept in this morning until 7am. Kind of sluggish, sweaty (will workout soon), headache and general blah.
The biggest issue is the mental beating last night and this morning. I don't want that again. I like waking up ENERGETIC and PRODUCTIVE and HAPPY and PROUD. I can't do that when I eat like a moron. That food wasn't good, wasn't special, wasn't appreciated (ate while distracted on the phone). It's a no-no in my new lifestyle.
It's over. Begin again.
Best way to move forward is to MOVE FORWARD. So finishing my morning "drinks", workout, and then continuing with my plans today. Forcing myself to be productive will fix the ills of last night. Sheets in the wash, bills stacked to pay, workout clothes on, emails returned ...
Confession made, mental beat-down over so I'm ending this post and starting a new one. Choosing a better conversation to start my day.
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