Movin' On

Things are better. Got my act together and my head back in the game. Because of it being the weekend, and I'm taking Monday off and we have made some plans, helps too. Thinking back about my wandering off the path with my high calorie lunch on Thursday, I should admit that I had been thinking for a couple of weeks about visiting that particular place. I should have planned for it, gotten it out of the way ... over and done with and I may not have been so frustrated and started the litany of questions and the seed of fear. But it's now history and maybe it was a blessing in disguise. I worked out more this week than I have since I started blogging. The scale this morning? Nope, it didn't move ... so since it never moved up, I'm happy.

Looks like Zumba is back on again at work ... but I'm taking a pass. It may cost an additional five bucks for the session because of the low turnout and the new instructor they found is a guy. Neither of those is a reason I'm not participating. I took a class at our community center last night and will continue to do that. I actually liked it better. I don't know why. Maybe because the class was bigger. Maybe there was more and faster footwork. Maybe because I was drenched with sweat at the end. I was really surrpised that absolutely NONE of the music was familiar. My only mistake last night was that I didn't stand right behind the instructor to watch the moves. Lesson learned. The cost is also about half of the cost of what I was paying. There is only one more class in the session, so maybe I'll sign up for one class that always fills up and also drop into the Friday class that has less participation. I can do both for about the same cost I was paying for one class at work.

All's well in my world. I hope it is in yours too!

Shut My Moutht

I shoud have stayed off the scale this a.m. I know the long drive home yesterday .... sitting in the car for 8 or 9 hours and not making any potty stops could have caused scale fluctution. Someone need to come up with some cute one or two word phrase for that .. the fluctauation thing. I wasn't happy but I was afraid I overdid it on Thursday. I thought I was giving it my all by putting time in the gym everyday and eliminating alcohol while in the casino (I did have a glass of wine on two occaions in the room) and never felt upset about giving up dessert the entire trip because it was my choice.

I'm very frustrated and irritable this morning. I seem to be picking fights with Gary this morning. We're going on an overnight camping trip with Stephanie and her family and we stopped at the store to pick up a few things we needed. We started arguing how many potatoes to get ... how stupid is that. Maybe it had something to do with (in my mind) being told I don't need any potatoes..

I don't like feeling this this way ... so what am I going to do about it ... keep my mouth shut to start ... in more ways than one. Enjoy my family and keep as active as I can out in the woods. I still have a couple of days before weigh-in and who knows what will happen Monday night. Whatever happens will not keep me going forward even if have some mileage to make up. There are comfort and filling stations along my route that will keep me moving. Detours can be upsetting especially when you were moving along quite nicely but you eventually are on the right path again if you keep on the detour route and not get to far off the main road. The length of the detour is up to me.