A lot tougher than I thought they would be...busy, hectic, and tempting. I found myself in a lot of situations this weekend where I could have made really bad choices regarding food - and I didn't.
I'm impressed with my own level of self control. I refuse to fail at this.
Saturday, went to Corey's football game...which lead to Jim's Steaks in the city, and of course - the bar - with some of the Reilly crew. Do you have any idea HOW HARD it is to sit there and eat a cheesesteak sans roll? UGH. I so badly wanted to bite into that nice fluffy loaf of goodness, but I was good. I ate it with a fork.
And I didn't even lick the roll.
The bar - same deal. I wasn't going to drink anyway with having the race this morning, but to sit there for hours and not have a beer, shot or any alcohol whatsoever - is tough.
5k was today. COLD. I felt like someone was stabbing me in the chest with a knife when I breathed, that's how cold it was. Legs are sore, hips are sore, I am exhausted. But - glad that we managed to pull it off yet again.
Tomorrow starts the 2nd week of phase 1. I am eager to get on the scale and see how the first week has gone...