Bam! Off the Wagon...

217.4 (see title)

FRIDAY

Ok, so I fell. Hard. Yesterday was a crazy hectic day after 12:00 pm. I was running around with a partner on a new case that is really cool and exciting, but really stressful too. I didn't get a good snack in for the afternoon, and then Erik & I decided to go out to Y-knots for poker. We haven't been out for a while with family obligations and all. So, I fell. Hard. I got to Y-knots tired, stressed and hungry. I.e. recipe for a major beer craving. Now, excluding my trip to Panama City to see my family, I haven't drank in a month. This from a girl that probably put away about 15 or so beers a week. At least. So, I was craving hard, and I totally gave in. Course giving into the bucket of beer (to share with Erik!) quickly led to giving into bad food choices for dinner - i.e. buffalo chicken fingers, tater tots & ranch. Grrr. Why? So not necessary.

So all in all I had 3 1/2 beers (including one once we got home). And yes, I was definitely tipsy from them. But I did get to sleep by 10:30. So I did make it to boot camp this morning after all, even if I was feeling a bit tired. Good work out - didn't feel like it at first, but got into it after the warm up.

Today I've still not crawled up on the wagon. I'm such a creature of habit that when my routine gets messed up, I lose it. This morning I had a dentist appointment at 9:00 am. I got an email from the partner I'm working with at 7:00 am this morning asking my to drop by when I get in to discuss some projects. I emailed him and subsequently talked to him on the phone about my dentist appointment but bottom line, I ended up rushing into work after getting my tooth drilled. I had a small snack after my work out at 6:30 am, but didn't want to eat before my dentist appointment. Then I was all numb afterwards, and didn't want to try to eat with half my face not working, so I didn't end up getting lunch till about 1:00 pm. When I was ravenously hungry and ended up getting a chick-fil-a sandwich AND a Moe's naked burrito AND tortilla chips from our cafeteria downstairs. Who eats like this? I figured maybe I could be strong and not eat the chips, which came with the Moe's order (thus I didn't intentionally purchase that much food...). But no - I have no will power. I used to be smart enough to just say - "no chips please". Why didn't I do that today? Because I secretly knew I'd eat every one of those chips and enjoy it.

So now it's 3:00 pm and I'm full, bloated, blah feeling. Not at all the "program" I'm supposed to be on with 5-6 small meals. I don't feel like eating again at all today, though I'm sure that'll change in a few hours, knowing me. Uck.

On top of that Erik & I got into an emotional discussion last night (after my 3 1/2 beers) about my weight issues, self esteem issues, body issues, etc., and how I didn't feel like he was really noticing all the hard work I was doing. It's all worked out, though. Bottom line is he's just not a strong communicator, and though I know he loves me and finds me attractive, he doesn't say it much because that's just him. He promised to work on it and I promised to try to not get emotional again too soon.. Lol.

So yeah, the last 24 hours have kinda sucked.

And now I'm looking at a weekend where I'm definitely going to have to work. I've had a project I've been futzing around with that is due Monday and I haven't been able to work on it the last two days with this new case. So I need to buckle down and work on that this afternoon. Get as much done as possible so I'm not stuck with too much this weekend.

Good news is we have no social plans this weekend except a poker game Sunday night. At a friends house, not at a bar, so no temptations should exist. I should definitely be able to get in some exercise, and most importantly considering my emotional state - some sleep. I WILL be sleeping in tomorrow, and loving every minute of it.

That's about it - ah the life of a lawyer-bride. :-)