Dieting Train Wreck

Today was a total train wreck in a funny kind of way. Got up early to go to my Pilates reformer class. I sat down to drink my glass of warm lemon water (I really like this habit and thinks it puts me in the right mind set) and scan the paper before getting dressed to go. My dog got up with me, so I fed him and let him out to do his morning business and sat back down. After 5 minutes or so, I got up to dress and brush my teeth and it didn’t really register that dog wasn’t in bed sleeping with my husband. (We have a dog door so I assumed he had come back in and went back to sleep.) After a few minutes I was ready to go and walked back out into our family room – to find the dog tearing at the carcass of some dead animal that he had apparently dragged through the dog door and up the stairs. I called the dog, dragged him back into the bedroom and promptly woke up my husband to let him deal with it. (Did I mention it was pouring rain and the dog was soaking wet and rolling around on the carpet trying to dry off?)

Anyway, off to a great Pilates class and then onto WW for my Saturday weigh in. Here I am thinking that this would be a great week (prior week’s weigh in was a wash: nothing gained and nothing lost). I get there between meetings and hop on the scale to see … a -.4 lb loss. I was disappointed, especially since I’ve been cranking up the exercise. So, I went to a local Caribou for a latte and ended up buying a breakfast sandwich as well (total 12 points). Since I still has 40 minutes to kill before the meeting, I decided to just go home.

But once I got home, my dh (darling husband) suggested a walk, so I grabbed my Nordic poles – he grabbed the dog – and we went on a great 4-mile walk (he had also cleaned up the mess – which apparently was the back half of a bunny. Since our dog is a rather loud clodhopper kind of dog – I assume another animal killed it and left it in our yard (a coyote perhaps, as there have been sightings nearby).

After the walk, we spent the day around the house until our 13-year-old son’s double-header lacrosse game.. But the day was yet to be drama free: same son accidentally broke a window with a lacrosse ball and our garage door broke.

Here’s the day’s recap:

Breakfast: latte and breakfast sandwich from Caribou: 12

Lunch:  2 ff hot dogs on reduced calorie buns with sauerkraut: 6

Dinner: Salad with chickpeas: 4

Snacks: Vita muffins (2 @ 3 pts), latte (1 at 3 pts), banana, tangerine

Exercise: 55 minutes on Pilates Reformer and a 60 minute walk with Nordic poles

Takeaway: I need to cope my with emotional eating.

The offender