Yesterday my man and I started Phase One of the South Beach Diet. This was his idea...and one I whole-heartedly agreed to follow. My family has been eating and talking all things South-Beach-Friendly for a couple years now. However, our particular lives in the Panhandle do not often allow us to follow the South Beach plan like we would like. In fact, we are both stress eaters, and well, our life right now is full of lots of stress and lots of hours on the road. Two ingredients that make it difficult to eat healthy or excercise. But this time, well this time it was his idea, so I feel more confident we will stick with it. I do not look forward to the end of the week when our bodies are coming down from the sugar and processed food high and crashing at say, 7pm at night. But if we can get past day 7, we will be feeling good.
This morning it is quiet. And for that I am thankful. I'm feeling blah. Not sure why. I had a relaxing and enjoyable night last night. Even tried my hand at home-made applesauce...not that I can eat it right now, but still, fun to try. But this morning I am just blah. I guess I'm processing through our weekend in Estes at a marriage conference, news I heard last night that upset me, and thinking through all that this week holds for me. The cold wind and clouds don't help. Apparently there is snow in the forcast this week. Blah. Not ready for snow. I have so been enjoying the warm weather we've been spoiled with this fall. But, that being said, it is the 2nd week of November. I guess some snow would not be out of the question.
Maybe I'll plug in my space heater, light a candle, turn on the tunes in the background, make my to-do-list, and start one by one going through my day.
