Well of course I already said it this morning to my better half. And he will arrive home to that bag of peanut M&M’s he can’t have until April.
Tonight I’m going to have a mouthgasm.
Chatting with the young lady at the front desk this morning I learned about a dessert bar in San Diego, called Heaven Sent Desserts. Based on our conversation, she and I have similar food tastes, so I will most likely taking her advice and having the Hazelnut Bomb.
I might have told you recently that I have been using My Fitness Pal (if you use it, please look me up and connect) to track food and workouts. It has been wonderful. Forcing myself to input the information has made me realize just how low I was on key nutrients, like potassium and surprised me with how often I was low on carbohydrates throughout the day. And that, I believe, is the reason for the majority of my sugar cravings in the evenings and after meals. I wasn’t getting the correct balance into my body.
I also realized that I go a little crazy without some kind of sweet allowance, so I’ve given myself 2 days per week to indulge. And on those indulgence days, I only get one treat. It might be a latte or it might be a dessert, but it’s only one thing.
Sunday is one of the days, and the second day is usually Wednesday but this week I held off, knowing I would want a Valentine’s treat. So I’m excited to tell you that since Sunday I haven’t had any sweets and very few processed items. I kept watch on the MFP app and online to make sure I was loading with the right things to help avoid any major cravings too.
And of course giving up that TV/Movies for me has helped immensely since I did more mindless sugaring (and I meant that as both a statement on sweets and television) with the television on.
The front desk clerk handed me a miniature hershey bar and hershey kiss as I was leaving, and my first thought was who I might give them to, since I knew I wouldn’t waste my one sweet item on anything so common.
My workout this morning was tough. For some reason my muscles were fatiguing quickly. Maybe because I was sick, maybe because it’s been a few days. But I still got in 45 minutes of weights and 15 minutes of cardio.
My pants are practically falling off, and since they are the smallest size I have right now, I’m ecstatic (and may be happily mooning/flashing people throughout the day).
The only thing that would turn this day from wonderful to perfect, would be seeing Kurt. But he keeps telling me to “Suck it up, Buttercup” because I’m here for a reason: sell this book; sell me; network my ass off. (Apparently my jeans already have started that last one.)
Are you doing something special for yourself or someone else today?
I hope your Valentine’s Day is perfect. If you can’t celebrate with someone you love, celebrate with your mouth, or maybe indulge your other senses by having a massage or a bubble bath.
Love, Marla
