So after Saturdays massive calorie blow out, I decided that it wasn't the end of the world and that I would still enjoy my Sunday with the family as planned (after my 9.15am Yoga Class). The kids chose to go to the movies (we saw Rango - it was OK) and so in order to save a buck and also my hips we made our own popcorn and snacks at home and took a bottle of water too.
On the way home we stopped and splurged on Fish'n'Chips for dinner - my first Free Meal. As much as I would love to say that I really enjoyed it - I didn't. I just kept looking at it all and saying to Glenn "Do you realise how many calories and grams of fat we are eating?", to which he replied "It's not like we do it all the time, just eat it!". So I figured that it wasn't going to kill me (although the arterties might disagree) and just resigned myself to the fact that tomorrow I could just do some extra time on the treadmill to burn some of it off.
So tomorrow came (Monday Day 1 of Week 4), and I was ready for another big training week BUT my body had another plan for me when I pinched a nerve in my upper back (under my right shoulder blade) by snatching a pair of pants of my 7 year old son who at 8am had already managed to get on my nerves (no pun intended). When I told my Mum what happened her response was "So whats the moral of this story?". I was like "Huh?", and so in her motherly voice she says "Don't snatch" LOL!
So anyway, I called Marianne and told her that she had to go it alone, which she did after coming over to make me a cuppa and to get my first aid box down for me so I could get a pain killer and do my dishes while she was here - thank you so much precious.
I was hoping that REST was all I needed for it to be right for me to do Boxing that night but unfortunately it was not to be so instead Brendan allowed me to take the class under his supervision and I have to say that it was the best part of my day - I LOVED IT!! Thank you Mr. Impact.
Despite me hoping that it would be miraculously better in the morning - Tuesday Day 2, Week 4 was also a write off both exercise and food wise. Emotional eating is such a vicious cycle and a habit that I really need to learn how to deal with better. I am a pig when I am emotional, I will raid the cupboard and eat everything in sight until I feel satisfied - which doesn't happen so then I end up back into a negative pattern of self abuse =(
And so here I am Wednesday Day 3, Week 4 and although it is a little better (I no longer cry when I move), it was another exercise free day and a crappy food day. I did however manage to get out and go for a short slow walk (with Kerriann, the girls and the puppies) and so that along with a visit from my good friend Jane (JT) my day has been quite wonderful, considering that I am struggling a little with the fear of this week being a huge setback - the food side of which I have brought on myself - GRRR!!
Anyway as you can probably hear in the tone of the writing - I am not coping too well with it all right now BUT its really isn't the end of the world and I need to learn to be kinder to myself and to find a way to divert my emotional eating. I am not training again tomorrow or Friday so I am hoping that Saturday morning I might be right to get back to combat but I am not going to push if I'm not or else I could do more damage physically which will just devastate me mentally and emotionally.
Well thats it from me for tonight - I am hoping that it is these kind of experiences and feelings that will help to make me a success trainer!
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