Last night after I posted, I felt like a had the Devil on one shoulder and an Angel on the other. The Devil was saying "Go ahead, have another HMR bar. The peanut butter and chocolate one will taste so good in your mouth. It will be so good that it will melt in your mouth. No one will know that you exceeded your daily limit. You deserve it. You have worked so hard this week. You deserve it. They owe it to you. You deserve it."
Thank goodness the Angel hit me up side the head and said "Get over it, be responsible and quit feeling sorry for yourself." So I did NOT have the bar. Anybody else have talks like that with yourself?
As I thought about this journey, I had an ah-ha moment. I don't want to be on a diet. I want to be fit. To be fit, I must exercise and eat responsibly. That was reinforced when I saw a posting on FB from Brad Frye, rep from work, similar to my thoughts. Thanks Brad.
I am learning to set the machines at the Y at a higher intensity. Tonight I was working out for a little over an hour and a half and burned more than 500 calories. It actually felt good and I am beginning to feel fit.
If procrastination was an Olympic sport, I'd compete in it...later.
I am In The Box.