I was happy to stay up late on Tuesday night and sleep in Wednesday morning. I actually planned on doing so. But I think it made me lazy on Wednesday. I did get out of bed to have my Jenny breakfast (I've skipped it on days I sleep in before, which I should not do) and I parked it on the couch so I could get some personal stuff done on my laptop.
I was supposed to go to a friend's BBQ at 3 but I just couldn't do it. I'm doing so well but social outings have been hard on me and I was just sure that if I went there, I would eat. And overeat. My counselor at JC had suggested eating before I go but there have been plenty of times when that method didn't prevent me from pigging out an hour later. Bring my own snacks? Sure. But how am I to resist other snacks? I'm just too weak for it. I know this.
The whole situation really depressed me and by the time my mom and dad called to say hi from their vacation, I had to cry a little. My mom was really terriffic - she assured me I should just do what makes me happy at the time and not stress out about it. My dad told me not to put so much pressure on myself and there was nothing wrong with declaring it a "mental healthy day" and relaxing.
So I did. Once I let go of the notion that I was doing something wrong, I was a little better, though quite lonely and stricken with a bit of cabin fever.
A friend called me up later to invite to meet him and some other friends for the fireworks display just down the street. This was an excuse to get out but I was also excited to have a reason to go for a little walk. I've been sort of reticent in myt exercise duties.
In other news, I think I am going to sign up for some pilates. 15 classes for $150 or 5 classes for $80. Both seem reasonable to me. And my doctor will perscribe it as part of my physical therapy so the insurance will pitch in, which is nice. My mom does pilates a couple times a week and attributes the bulk of her weightloss to it. As she should. She's been doing phenomenally. She may even join me at JC now to shed the last 10 pounds she can't get rid of.