There I was all full of hope and determination with Gloria Gaynor's "I will survive" running through my head as I put my dieting hat on and set forth on my goal. But just as I firmly planted my feet in the "start" position, I quickly tripped over my laces...metaphorically speaking. Yes my friends...my first week of dieting has been a bust. And I'm scared my second will soon follow suit.
Being a part-time student and full-time employee has proven to be quite the challenge as I've tried to incorporate some sort of exercise into my already busy schedule. And having to eat on the go hasn't helped either. Believe me, I've tried finding a half-decent salad at a fast food restaurant but those fried chicken fingers, french fries and cream gravy sound much more satisfying!
This past week I've had extremely long days followed by greasy fattening dinners at nearly 9:30 in the evening...that's usually what time I get home. So just enough time to shove something down my throat, get clothes, school work, and lunch ready for the next day. Back to sleep. Repeat.
Yup, that's pretty much how it's been. Oh, and this weekend I had two kids parties to go to where the menu included: hot dogs, nachos, hamburgers, chips, sodas, cupcakes, ice cream and birthday cake. And...well my friends...I of course HAD to indulge in all of the fare offered...it would have been rude of me not to! ;)
So here I am...a new week and hopefully a new start. I plan on going out of my way for lunch today in order to get a very decent very tasty salad in hopes of rejuvenating my spirit.
I only hope that this week will be better!