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Healthy Lifestyle Update

So, how is the healthy living/lifestyle change going I hear you say. Well, shit. I think I might of given myself too much freedom.

 

It is quite easy for me to be good at work and I still pack myself healthy, portion controlled breakfast, snacks and lunches, but it all falls to pieces at home. Rudi does the cooking in our house, always has. I was raised in a home where butter and sugar went into/with everything and he didn’t like that. He didn’t like sweet, buttery food and opted to cook instead. No complaints here! Of course, weekends are terrible since I’m home all day and Rudi is also generally preparing meals. I want him on the healthy living thing too, so I guess we’ll have to talk about it again.

 

How did my relapse come about? A few days into it I weighed myself and was 1.6 kg down. Woohoo! I then weighed myself after a full week and was only 800 g down from the starting weight. Where did the 800 g come back from?! This made me so mad. After that weigh I was literally throwing things around while preparing my lunch for the next day. I really need to stay away from the scale, but I was so curious about whether my changed habits were working. I was also coping well with the food and portions, so I was sceptical about the efficacy.

 

It was also bonus month this month and what better way to celebrate than to hit every fast food joint and restaurant in town? Really. The money has all but run out now, so that will come to an end, but the damage is done. As things stand I am still 1 kg down from my starting weight, but I seriously need to pull up my socks. It felt so very good to be able to feed PrincessIce morsels of my meal, knowing that she is getting healthy, nutritious food. I literally felt proud of myself.

 

I take heart in the fact that I am starting over every day and not just reverting back to my old habits. I am at least still being good at work. Now just to fine tune the areas where adjustments are needed. I won’t give up. I can’t.

 

*sigh* This is definitely a battle I’m going to be fighting for the rest of my life, one meal at a time.

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