Well, it's been a rough couple of weeks, to say the least.
Over in my personal space, I blogged a couple of days ago about how the hurricane and it's aftermath really interfered with our diets (for anyone who doesn't know, my husband and I are both on the NutriSystem plan). In spite of careful planning and knowing ahead of time that we'd probably be without power for a while, in the face of the tragedy and subsequent houseguest (my mother was without power for over a week and stayed with us), my best resolves were shattered and we ate 'off' the plan. Every day. All day long. The term 'comfort foods' barely begins to describe the emotions behind the eating we've been doing.
But, there is hope. Mom went home to an air-conditioned house yesterday (love you, Mom!) and hubby and I finished off the last of the taboo foods last night. Today we're back on NS full-steam.
Our bodies are mightily unhappy with the way we've treated them the last couple of weeks. I can't believe how bloated and lethargic I've felt. Our sleep has been fitful and we've even been kind of cranky towards each other (which is very rare for us). And I know it has lots to do with the fact that I've been eating junk and not exercising. Combine that with hurricane stress and the fact that we are currently in transition (living in a corporate apartment while we wait for our new residence to be ready) and I don't feel guilty, although I do feel icky.
Now, if we can just keep the hurricanes at bay, I can still see hitting my goals by Christmas.
Over in my personal space, I blogged a couple of days ago about how the hurricane and it's aftermath really interfered with our diets (for anyone who doesn't know, my husband and I are both on the NutriSystem plan). In spite of careful planning and knowing ahead of time that we'd probably be without power for a while, in the face of the tragedy and subsequent houseguest (my mother was without power for over a week and stayed with us), my best resolves were shattered and we ate 'off' the plan. Every day. All day long. The term 'comfort foods' barely begins to describe the emotions behind the eating we've been doing.
But, there is hope. Mom went home to an air-conditioned house yesterday (love you, Mom!) and hubby and I finished off the last of the taboo foods last night. Today we're back on NS full-steam.
Our bodies are mightily unhappy with the way we've treated them the last couple of weeks. I can't believe how bloated and lethargic I've felt. Our sleep has been fitful and we've even been kind of cranky towards each other (which is very rare for us). And I know it has lots to do with the fact that I've been eating junk and not exercising. Combine that with hurricane stress and the fact that we are currently in transition (living in a corporate apartment while we wait for our new residence to be ready) and I don't feel guilty, although I do feel icky.
Now, if we can just keep the hurricanes at bay, I can still see hitting my goals by Christmas.
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