Tuesday, April 11, 2006
I'm off to a good start 8:00 am this morning. I passed the weight room up and heard some loud dance music. Like a magnet I was drawn back to the doorway and entered in without thinking. I only did 30 minutes but something is always better than nothing. I next went to the coffee room and my usual cheese danish was either gone or not available. That little delay saved me unnecessary empty calories. I offered to volunteer for 3.5 hours to keep myself away from the lunch room. Tonight is the dreaded weigh-in. Thinking about it gives me shivers of another 12 pound gain like last week. This time I took my water pills but I've noticed my shins are still puffy with water retention. I wonder if they need to be stronger. Funny how, when you ask yourself a question your conscience answers you back. Alright already! I heard you, cut back on as much salt as possible if you want results. I feel energized from the early exercising. Why don't I continue with that beginning of the day instead of my java and a danish or two? Don't answer that conscience, I don't really want to stay fat. My diet dilemma and battle is mostly within my mind. What a revelation!