I really finished up week 2 with a bang. Please refer to my earlier post: "Hi, my name is Lisa and I'm addicted to sugar." Seriously, I have a problem with that white stuff. It is my crack, my drug. Yesterday, I had finished out my week with a 30 minute HIIT and then a 5 mile run on tired legs. My HIIT was a 50 seconds work with 10 seconds rest split. I did a total of 80 burpees, because I have been doing a burpee challenge this month. I also did mountain climbers, dips, thrusters, renegade pushups, high knees, butt kicks, lunges, squats and 5 minutes of abs. My run was good and even though my legs were tired, I was able to complete it in under 50 minutes. I ate my normal pre and post workout meals. My daughter and I had a baby shower to go to for my nephew's baby in my hometown an hour away. I packed up snacks- apples, protein powder, boiled eggs, and a 60 calorie prune packs. My sister made most of the food, so I knew that she had made ground beef slidder patties and a veggie tray that I would be able to eat for lunch. I was a little wishy washy on dessert though-that is problem number 1! When we got there I saw that the dessert was mini cupcakes. I thought - Nope, not worth it. Then I took a closer look. There was red velvet and chocolate, which are my favorite cakes. After eating some sliders and veggies galore, I decided that I would have one of each. I hadn't had any sugar in 2 weeks and I figured that 2 mini cupcakes would be ok. And then I lost all sense of reason and control. I ended up eating at least 8 and then 2 chocolate chip cookies. WHY?!?! Why do I have such a love/hate relationship with sugar? I thought that giving up Diet Coke/Dr. Pepper would be hard, but I can have one can a month and then have no desire to drink it again for a very long time. But sugar, that is a different story. I crave it every single day. EVERY SINGLE DAY!!!
I'm not writing this to beat myself up over this total lapse, I already spent last night doing that. I know that it was only a short period of time, especially considering how well I had done for the 2 weeks prior. I'm writing this somewhat as a confession. But mostly this is my way of saying that I have an addiction. Sure, it's not an addiction like alcohol, drugs, porn, or sex (my husband would like that one though-was that TMI?). But I feel like it is still serious. Not just for me, but for many Americans. I have been watching The Biggest Loser and I see how these people are put into essentially a quarantine of sorts. They have all these like minded people, with the same goals surrounding them. Sure, they can make poor choices, but the repercussions are great. I can't put myself in a bubble. I can't force my family to change. I can't make people not bring sweets to parties. The only thing that I can change is myself. I have done awesome! I have come a long ways. The old Lisa would have eaten all of that, but she also would have also eaten dessert every day the 2 weeks prior. I'm not that Lisa anymore. Sometimes the old Lisa pokes her evil head out and gets me into trouble though. I need to get rid of her once and for all. Good thing that this is a process or a journey or just plain life. I will conquer this addiction! I will get the body that I want.
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