This weekend was pretty pretty lame. I found myself in an unexpected funk for most of it, but I tried my best to not let it get me down.
Aidan had soccer pictures and a game Saturday morning which they WON! Yeah!
Before the we left, I prepped something I could eat immediately when we got home.
Tuna Fish Salad, apple, baby spinach, blueberries, carrots, feta cheese, almonds and a light balsamic vinaigrette.
I knew I would be REALLY hungry by the time we made it back home. I also knew if something healthy was not available, the peanuts wouldn’t know what hit them!
I had planned on working out sometime in the afternoon, but just the thought made me want to throw myself on the floor and cry, so I cleaned instead. Much more productive than throwing a temper tantrum.
Where was this little gem when I needed it?
“You are only one shopping trip away from a good mood!”
I decided I needed something new we needed to get out of the house, so I took Aidan to get a MUCH needed and over due hair cut.
…..and a cookie for being so sweet and cute. I shopped around the mall for a while, found everything and nothing at the same time. Not even retail therapy was kicking The Funk to the curb.
I was hoping to wake up feeling better but no such luck. I didn’t even feel like getting pretty for church. I skipped church and got some more things done around the house. I didn’t get hungry for breakfast until pretty late, 10:30am. Most likely because I ate dinner really late Saturday night. I ate my oats and did some thinking. I came to the conclusion that I needed to make myself happy. Sometimes, being happy is a choice.
I also knew that I needed to be as far away from food as possible, even though I wasn’t hungry, I knew an empty house (Jeremy and Luke were gone all weekend) and me feeling super bummed out was a formula for disaster. Usually I bake on Sundays….but no, that could not happen. I did roast some sweet potatoes and cooked up some brown rice for meals this week.
Cooking is some serious therapy for this girl.
We got ourselves dressed then left to run a few errands and do some more retail therapy. Pretty much as soon as I got in the car I started to feel better. I searched a few stores for the elusive perfect pair of nude wedges. I am SUPER picky about my shoes. I don’t think I will ever find them. I did find one pair but they just didn’t fit right. I should go back when I am in a better mood, because I REALLY love these. I think I just needed a smaller size but was too grumpy to try on a different pair. Aidan was also getting antsy.
Adorbs right? I Famous Footwear
I got kind of hungry while we were out so I had my on- the- go snack
I took a picture of the empty wrapper when I got home because I ate it in the car….Safety First!
I stopped by Old Navy and then this happened……
Yes, that would be a size 2 pair of white shorts from Old Navy.
#1 – Size 2: I remember not being able to button up my size 12’s. This is also strange to me because I haven’t lost any weight since I last went shopping for jeans or shorts, BUT I have been focusing more on strength training. Good to know! Scales lie like the devil.
#2 – I have been searching for a pair of white shorts since last summer….they have either been too short, too see-through, too skanky or too “soccer mom”.
#3 – I thought these were $20 but when I went to check out they were $10! Holla!
My weekend wasn’t a complete disaster after all. I left feeling victorious and came home to get A ready for practice!
I had another snack
Thankfully those were the only Luna Bars I got this week.
Aidan’s practice time was changed to 6pm instead of 4pm so I ate before we left.
Dannon Greek Yogurt in Vanilla, 1 tbsp natural peanut butter, pumpkin pie spice, 1/4 cup homemade granola, 7 almonds.
So, so yummy.
When we returned I was a little hungry and needed to take my vitamins so I had a bowl of Honey Bunches of Oats.
After everyone was in bed I settled down with the latest issue of Real Simple. Reading magazines makes me SUPER happy. I was afraid to start Catching Fire because I knew I would be up all night. Soon though.
I am feeling a lot better this morning. Probably because I know my “week” is almost over. I am looking forward to a lot of things we have planned later in the week (minus the dentist appointment I have Thursday ). Even though I didn’t workout like I had planned, I don’t have any exercise guilt, which is progress. I am proud of myself for not annihilating any baked goods, crispy salty things or chocolaty/peanutty goodness.
I love you Paula, but no thank you!!!
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