- 6am - alarm goes off. Groan. I've woken up 4 times during the night, which is unusual for me. WHY is it already 6am? Maybe I can sleep in and avoid the morning walk. But Luke is up and he makes me feel guilty about not exercising! Not intentionally, but he will just go for a walk himself even without the dog and I will feel guilty. For letting him go by himself and having the dog miss out on her walk.
- 6.30am - okie dokie calm down dog - you are really embarrassing. WHY are u carrying on like a pork chop and WHY do u have to poop so MANY TIMES!!!!
- 7.10am - breakfast time! Egg and bacon roll for brekkie, and who knew, commercial bacon is overly salty to the point that it was revolting. Breakfast was hard to swallow, maybe next time I will try a lick of tomato sauce or relish - despite what Michelle says! I will count the calories. Or maybe I will opt out of this breakfast in the future!
- Around about 8am, it becomes clear to me that it is inevitably going to be a disaster because we are starting with a treat meal and that means NO snacks on the first day! I predict starvation central.
- 10 am - I'm peckish. Not hungry, but I'm peckish. I did have breakfast earlier than usual, so I'm not overly surprised. But no snacks today... so what am I going to eat? What the hell, I will have a bite of my chicken salad wrap. And it was DELICIOUS! The question is... why haven't I eaten radishes prior to this?? Dammit, now I want to eat the whole thing. But I have a gym session... or do I?
- Noon - gym time. I really can't be bothered. If I get changed and just go, I'm adhering to Michelle's "just do it" advice. Robot mode, robot mode. Oh, I suppose I should ask GB if she wants to go with me. After all, we always used to go together. I don't think she will anyway.
- Oh. She wants to come too! That's cool, I will have a gym buddy to motivate me. But she starts phaffing around and running a few errands before the gym. I'm ready to go NOW!!! So I go and sit in the car before I lose interest and feel lazy.
- 12.15pm - phew. Made it to the gym. Just have to focus on my workout now... ah treadmill, my old friend.
- 12.17pm - oh treadmill, you are a bastard of epic proportions. Why has this run gotten so hard? Is it because I'm carrying a bit more weight than when I last ran? Probably. Why oh why did I eat like there was no tomorrow??? Why didn't I keep up with my running? And whose STUPID idea was this to exercise at lunchtime???
- 12.45pm - survived the 30 minute trot - time for stretches.
- 1pm - hallelujah! It's lunchtime and I get to eat. Nom nom nom... and it is a delicious lunch too! Too bad I already ate a mouthful. Still, I was pleasantly surprised that the wrap made me full. AND I was impressed that I enjoyed the radishes. Who knew.
- The dreaded 3.30pm - I am now starvation central. WHAT CAN I EAT?? Nothing. Clearly. But I'm so hungry!!
- Green tea. Surely green tea is acceptable. What the hell, I'm having green tea.
- 4.45pm. Made it home and requested that we eat dinner earlier. And when I say earlier, I mean 5pm. But realistically, it would take about an hour so about 6pm.
- 6pm - ate my treat meal and my word, was that delicious. Honey baked sriracha wings with tater tots. I will post a recipe soon. Totally worth the hunger and lack of snacks during the day. And because I now portion control, I didn't feel ill afterward from eating too many!
- 7pm - fell asleep on the couch while watching the Superbowl. Yes, that was why we had the treat meal. Wings and tater tots are tradition in the household during the Superbowl - always fun... except this year, it wasn't pleasant to watch the Seahawks annihilate the Broncos, which is probably why I fell asleep.
- 8pm - took a shower. Then watched My Kitchen Rules which was a bad idea because it made me hungry all over again... now where is that herbal tea?
- 10pm - after cleaning the kitchen, settled down with a cup of herbal tea (lemongrass and ginger from T2). The upside about drinking tea is that tea has so many fun accessories. Who knew? Watched the Biggest Loser which motivated me to keep going!
- 11pm - Oh, is it bedtime already? Does that mean I survived day 1? YES, I BELIEVE I DID.
Well, until tomorrow, peeps - happy dieting! xoxo
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