Good morning, everyone!
Yes, the day has come. We are cleared to go back to school. Our county has a 2-hour delayed start, but we’re expected to be at work today. And, after a 5-day weekend, I suppose it’s time to saddle up and face reality.
The snow days were a fun excuse to stay in my PJs and park it on the couch, but it does feel nice to put some work clothes on and have a place to be. I find that I am more productive with my time when I have a lot going on. Less time to dilly-dally.
Anyway, before I head off to work, I figured I’d pop in here for some Wednesday confessional time. As always, play along in the comments or link up your own Confessions post below! I love reading your behind-the-scenes too. (Makes me feel less guilty about all the crazy things I do!)
If you follow me on Facebook, you probably noticed that I struggled with the whole keeping-my-hands-off-food thing. It’s literally impossible for me to not want to munch on something when I’m sitting at home and bored out of my mind.
Some people offered me advice like, “If you bite it, write it,” or, “Throw yourself into your work so you’re so occupied that you don’t even think about food.” (<-—Unlikely for me. Considering 1) I have no work when there’s a snow day. And 2) I NEVER seem to not think about food).
My best friend sent me a virtual post-it note. (Her roommate in college used to stick post-it notes on all her bins of candy and junk food so she wouldn’t be tempted to reach in and indulge. That’s some self-control for a college freshman, am I right?! The rest of us were eating cheese fries with a side of curly fries for dinner).
I tried sticking gum in my mouth, sippin’ on coffee, lying in my bed, Facetiming my family. Yet, somehow, I always ended up in the kitchen an hour or so later – with the fridge open and my eyes scanning for something to snack on.
The problem is not that I’m a snacker. It’s that I was doing it out of boredom. And I was grazing on things without tracking it onto my Weight Watchers app. Which defeats the purpose of Weight Watchers. But I was using the excuse of “Snow Day.”
Anyway, my solution.
I asked Ankur to refuse to crack my back before bed unless I tracked all my points for the day.
He’s the best back-cracker in the world.
The minute we shook on it, I have become much more motivated to keep my snacking in check. I’ve finally found the incentive that works for me. Not that my clothes will fit better or I’m making gains toward reaching my January goals. But that, at night, I will continue to get my back cracked before I go to bed.
I’m officially crazy.
But I have a husband who signed onto this agreement. So we can all agree that he’s a little crazy too, right?
Questions of the Day:
- Are you a grazer or do you stick to your main meals in a day?
- Do you keep a food journal?
- Do you crack your back or prefer someone else do it for you? Or are you a normal human being who does yoga/stretches and doesn’t need their back cracked?
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