Yesterday was the first sunny day we have had in ages! It was wonderful!
The Sweaty Activities
I started off my morning watching Le Tour and having a great breakfast of Kashi cereal, greek yogurt, and multiple apples!
At 9am I headed to the gym and completed a 40 minute Stair Master workout! Oh my gosh this is my new torture cardio machine that I love/hate!! I did the Fat Burner Plus program, set it to level 15, and died for the next 40 minutes. I sweated all over that thang… legit dripping. Whatev’s. I stopped caring about how gross I looked at the gym ages ago.
I then rushed home to jump on my road bike and go on a 30 mile ride with my mom and a few of her riding friends. My mom is a serious rider and a GREAT rider. It was windy, and we road hard and fast. And my legs were burning from the stair master! Quads were screaming at me! But that’s how I like it… reminds me I got a good workout in!
Unfortunately I got a flat tire!! My original intent was a 38 mile ride, but with the flat I had to cut it short and actually threw my bike in the back of a friends car and drove home.
The Mental Freakout
I HATE when a workout doesn’t go as planned. I actually had big anxiety over this… you see, we stopped for lunch and I ate with the mindset that I still had a good 8-10 mile ride home to digest. This didn’t happen and I had a minor freak out about not “burning more calories”. Mentally, I was like “Ahhh I was depending on that extra little bit of exercise and burn!!! This is so bad! What do I do now? Should I try and run instead?”
I knew that this freakout over loss of calorie burn is not good, so I immediately wrote it down in my journal and am going to talk to my therapist about it Tuesday. THIS is the type of thing I want to change… the mental aspect of my disordered eating. I want to feel OK about eating and OK about workouts and not relate the two and have them tied together. They are separate.
I ended up doing abs to blow-off some steam.
I am proud of myself for dinner last night. I had cod, sweet potatoes, okra, carrots, and some tortilla chips.
And the Dessert— I was very conflicted because my dad wanted to eat real ice cream and up to this point I have only stuck with my Yasso Frozen Yogurt bars. I eat them and feel no guilt. Ice cream, however… that is another story. I had my Yasso bar… and then guess what?! I ALSO had a tiny bowl of Vanilla Ice Cream with some added frozen berries. It was very good!! So ya… I had 2 desserts! And I was not on the ground crying and regretting it. PROGRESS!!!!
I am seeing patients with my dad in the morning then we are going to breakfast. I am nervous/excited about this. I take breakfast VERY seriously and am most picky about this meal. But I pray for it all to go alright and for God to calm my concerns.
What are your workout plans for the day?
Favorite breakfast place?