The awesomeness that is sleep!

Today turned out to be awesome as far as exercise went. Thing 3 decided to sleep for the entire time and I ate it up! So because of this, I doubled my workout time and added almost three extra miles to my distance today! Yay!!! By the end of the workout it was just me and Thing 3 but I'll take it if the little one will sleep. There was no rushing to get home so that the neighbors wouldn't hear the blood curdling screams that can come from such a small person. Score one for me! I had partners today. Score another one for me! I extended my distance almost three miles! Can it get any better? I guess we'll see what tomorrow brings. As for the rest of the day I was trying to save my calories because I attended a recipe swap and the theme was Italian. I think my non-alcoholic Tirimisu sans coffee turned out alright. Honestly, I don't know because I didn't try it. Not because it didn't look good, but because there was just too much guilt lying on my shoulders because of the carbohydrate rich Italian food that found its way to my plate. I am, after all, trying to lose weight, not find it. And trust me, that is one sure way to find it.

So one of my friends asked me for the website that I used to figure out how many calories I should consume to lose weight and I couldn't remember so I looked it up. It is very helpful I found for many reasons. It gives all kinds of information on diet fads, diet needs, exercise, diet plans, emotional eating, etc. I haven't been through everything yet on the site but I plan on it. For now this seems to be the place for me but I'm sure if I find something else I will mention it. It is called www.freedieting.com and I find it useful.

I am going to start setting mini goals so that I can achieve more in less time. Right now I think if I can lose 2 pounds a week, which is healthy, then I can reach my weight goal in about five months. I would like to reach it sooner but it is what it is. I am not focused on a number though. At least I am not focused on the number that my scale tells me, I will take it if I can fit into some size 5 jeans which for me will probably never happen since I was "blessed," and I use that term lightly, with mega birthing hips. Oh well, I don't want to lose hope because of a number. Which is also why I don't hold much stock in the number my scale tells me because I can't quite fathom how it could have happened. I guess only time will tell and so will my jeans. Sadly I wore my jeans until the day I gave birth and I zipped them up too but I think they fit worse now then they did while I was pregnant and I weigh about twenty pounds less. That is depressing! Anybody want a muffin top? I'm done with it!