Day one blew the no nighttime eating. Haven't managed it all week. Doing all right throughout the days for the most part but as soon as everyone is off to bed, I'm on a mission to eat. I've noticed the thoughts of what I can have start as the kids are getting ready for bed so no wonder I'm done by the time the opportunity arises. The thoughts have been consuming me long before the time arrives.
I've also realized that this is the my most unproductive time. I channel surf, watching mediocre TV at best. I eat. Maybe surf the internet. First order of business on this journey has got to be changing up my nighttime routine. There's plenty I could do, which would actually make me feel more accomplished. I can clean. I can read. I can exercise. I can pray. I can work on my scrapbooks. Pay bills. Why? Why don't I do any of those better things? Why do I feel so compelled to be a couch potato eating everything in sight?
Habit I suppose. That's certainly how I spent my youth and early adulthood (hence why I have a weight problem).
So I guess I will try planning my activity for the night instead of letting habit rule the night. Since exercise is necessary to lose weight, I need to work on that. There is no other time in my schedule, all year round that I can consistently exercise. So that seems like the best choice.
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