I Survived...The Weekend.

Damage report: No official exercise; no home cooked meals.

Consequences: Spent more money than I should have, and ate less healthy than I could have.

Real Life Equivalent: See Below ^_^

Weekends have always been my downfall. I make it through five solid days of working, and eating at home, and being at least some what physically active, and by the time Friday rolls around, I'm ready for a beer, a margarita, and some chips and salsa, to get the night started right. Saturday and Sunday are always so funky, schedule wise, and I'll end up not eating until almost dinner time, and by then, all I want to do is avoid the stove at all costs. So we eat out, and eat unhealthily, and I feel guilty for it afterwards.

This weekend, while by no means a raging success, was definitely not as bad as it could have been. Saturday and Sunday mornings saw me working sports shoots with insanely long drive times on them; by the time I got home, and was out of the car, walking around the park was the absolute last thing I wanted to think about. Saturday afternoon/night saw us at a birthday part for a friend, and it too went much longer than anticipated. By the time I was finally hungry on Saturday, we were already out and about running errands, so it was just easier to stop at Chipotle and grab a burrito.

Sunday, I tried eating healthier, with a Subway sandwich on whole wheat, with just a little bit of mustard and tons of fresh veggies. Dinner wasn't so hot (a medium thin crust that we split between us) but I suppose all things considered, it could have been much worse. The fact that we avoided El Torito's on Friday was already a huge boon, as that place can send you home packing two full days worth of calorie intake from just one sitting.

I have to learn how to tell myself no more often. It's difficult for me to restrain myself, or even worse, restrain BF when he wants something. If he asks for something other than what's on the menu, I'm quick to agree, less so because I don't want to eat it, and more so because I don't want to disappoint him. It's a thin line that I walk, and one that needs to get much wider...No. Two letters, one syllable, should be easy enough. *snort*

Today we'll be walking around the park again, it's already been agreed upon. I'll have Tues and Wed to work out, then it'll be three days of no working out for me - St Patty's Day holiday (whoo!), an out of town trip for photography, and BWW for the UFC fight. Sunday will have to see at least some sort of exercise, and then Monday it'll be back to the routine.

In terms of food intake, I - clearly - haven't been doing too hot. We're trying to eat healthier, but it gets hard when the days don't run smoothly. We have to stop making excuses though. I have a crock pot, and a wok, and extra virgin olive oil, and a plethora of healthy recipes to try out. I can make this happen. I know it.