Back to Basics, step one
Today, I resolve to start measuring things again. I probably haven't done this for over a year. I'm pretty good at estimating portions and ounces, so I just don't bother. I'm going to measure things again for a week to remind myself what everything "looks" like in case I'm been overestimating.
I started with my cereal this morning and was suprised to see that the measured portion actually looks bigger than what I usually pour. Great!
Speaking of cereal, I've been eating this new Kashi Vive cereal that is supplemented with probiotics and a crazy amount of fiber. I had been mulling over supplementing my diet with the pill form of both of these things but haven't because of the expense. The cereal may be $1 more a box, but that's a heck of a lot cheaper than buying the supplements. It tastes OK, not incredible, but I just think of it as taking my vitamins or something. It's very filling.
On the Bloat Front, I've been on my period for NINE days and the bloat would not go, so I've been taking some water pills for a couple of days. The scale finally dropped one pound this morning. I'm really hoping for three, as that's how much I gained nearly overnight when TOM started. The Ironman scale says I'm up two pounds in muscle mass, so I may not get those other two pounds like I want. It may not be water.
On the Exercise Front, I slept through yoga AGAIN, which really pisses me off. I have to start setting an alarm. I'm just waking up later and later every day. If my sleep pattern gets too off during the summer, I have hell to pay when school starts back.
So, I'm going to head to the gym and do weights and cardio instead, which is a good thing. I just really wanted to go to that particular yoga class. It's the best. I guess I'll see how well my new shoes (see previous post) hold up to the treadmill. When I walked out this morning in my new bright orange workout shorts, complaining that I overslept, DH said, "I'm surprised those shorts didn't wake you up!" I replied, "Four letters: S-A-L-E." He shot back, "Four letters: L-O-U-D."
Gotta run!