Great start, Bad end

I thought it was going to be a really good day.  I thought I was going to be able to control my need to eat...  As always, the day started great.  For breakfast, I had a cup of coffee & 2 boiled eggs. For lunch, I had  10 fresh figs & 2 rice cakes.  I had an early small dinner of 97% ff Hebrew National hot dog w/ roasted mix veggies.  I jogged 2.23 miles intending to jog more later on in the evening.  My parents & brother came over for a visit.  I had another cup of coffee.  They left and I ATE.  I had a Johnsonville Cheddar braut in a hot dog bun w/ 3 different kinds of chips.  It could have been a lot worse-I could have had 2 brauts...

End of Day Wrap-up

Today was a good day, not so much in terms of weight-loss, but just in general.  Just got back from a get-together with co-workers.  Had a very nice time.  I ate more than the 1200 calories, but I'm okay with it because it wasn't my usual late night gorging.

Here's what I ate & drank at home today:  2 cups of coffee, 5 fresh figs & leftover fried rice.
At the party, I had:  3 baked chicken drumsticks, rice, pasta salad, chips w/ spinach dip, potato salad, 2 meatballs w/ veggies, brownie w/ vanilla ice cream & 2 cocktails-all eaten & drank during a 5-hour period.

I jogged 5.75 miles this morning.

All in all, I'm happy w/ today.

Getting Started?

Well, I kind of started back on May 29, 2011.  I lost about 10lbs and a lot more in terms of inches.  I was eating 1200 cal/day & jogging around 5 miles/day.  Into the 4th week or so, I lost momentum and stopped jogging and ate way too much.  Fifth & sixth week I got back on track.  Seventh & eighth week, I fell way off the track.  I'm trying to get back on track.  I thought maybe if I started a blog it'll help me keep going...? if nothing else, it can't hurt. So here goes...

My goal weight is: 125lbs.  Since the idea about blogging just came to me, I don't have a start weight.  I'll weigh myself in the morning and note it tomorrow.

As are a lot of people, I'm an emotional eater.  Whatever the emotion the answer is always food.  More than half the time I was eating, I wasn't even hungry.  The worst time for me are between the hours of 5pm-midnight or till I go to bed, which ever comes first.  Tim and the kids are usually in bed by 9pm, and the house is quiet.  That's when thoughts of food surround me.  I do fine during the day whether I'm at work or not.  It's like my body knows.  It knows too much.  It doesn't care that I don't eat much during the day, because it knows I'll eat plenty at night.

How do you trick your own brain?  I'm constantly battling myself.  No, you don't really want the chips...  You'll regret eating that corn dog...It's even convinced me that I am weak...I don't even put up a fight.

Anyway, the plan is to reprogram my brain.  Instead of turning to food, I'm trying to turn to my treadmill-my new best friend.

So let the journey begin!