The Day-After-Christmas Hangover has begun. In other news, the one benefit of eating carbage, and sugar-poison? I slept like a rock!
So, the eating began earlier in the morning ... Because of the carbs the night before. It's kind of screwy how quickly it affects your ability to "fast." I was hungry by 8:30 am, and so the snacky behavior began. I am fairly certain the only thing I did NOT partake of, at my brother's home, was the pumpkin pie, and the Deviled eggs.
Had I eaten ONLY the Deviled eggs, and the prime rib, I would have been golden, and still overly satisfied, but I did not. Shit happens.
The results of carbage consumption:
- Inflammation
- Swollen digits
- Swollen legs
- Runny nose
- Headache
- Congestion
I'll probably be a walking Symptom Checker for the majority of today, but I know what needs to be done now to get rid of all of it.
It's always good to spend time with my brother, his Beloved, and her family. I sat in the family room of what was my childhood home, which now is my brother's home, and thought about the sheer number of renovations that one room has been through over the course of some 50+ years. It's truly amazing the amount of work he's put into the house my dad built. Mad skills!
It's like a completely different house, and it has a completely different vibe now. A good one.
I spent a lot of time reflecting yesterday (Christmas) about things to work on for the new year, including a new 12-Week Year, which will begin on 1/31. I've set up a private space in my work Notion, where I can map everything out.
Today, I actually achieved something I've been putting off for YEARS, nay, decades, probably - I cleaned out my drawer full of CDs. O.O. Granted, I am not completely finished, but the drawer is empty, and probably 80% of the CDs are boxed up and ready for Goodwill, or wherever they go to live next. All that's left to do is box up the ones I am keeping for the day when we move.
After sorting out the keepers, I may purge even more, who knows, but at least I got the list whittled down to the ones that bring me direct joy, and let the rest go.
Let's talk food, and my incessant ease with saying Fuquitol, shall we? I clearly have no compunction against saying YES to the foods that do not serve any purpose other than a temporary flavor/boredom fix ... The difference? All day long, I was very cognizant of what I was doing, to the point where a slice of pizza for dinner just did not do much for me at all. Didn't stop me from eating it, or some more Sun Chips, or two more pieces of Russel Stover chocklitz, but believe you me, I felt every bit of it, and not from a joy aspect.
Tomorrow is a new day. This one is over.
Day 57 Progress
Weight: 206.8
Damage is done, might as well roll with it, right?
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