This week I swapped my workouts. Tuesdays I usually stay home and do the Nike Fitness App and ride the bike on the trainer but my hamstrings were too sore for either activities. I changed my routine and ran at the gym instead. Wednesday when I got home Michael and I worked out together at home.
At first it was really hard. First, I wasn’t feeling motivated AT ALL (I have no idea what’s going on this week with me) but I forced myself to do it. I’m glad I did. The workout ended up kicking my butt in a good way. Second, I was especially sore from Tuesday’s weight lifting session. Every jumping jack made my chest ache!
Michael was on the bike first and I did the “Pioneer” Workout on the App.
The “Wood Chops” was a fun new exercise I’ve never done! I added that move several times to the workout when there was a specific move I won’t do (for example I won’t do Dead Lifts, so I swapped it for Wood Chops).
The Pioneer was a success! 319 calories burned. Nice! I will definitely do the Pioneer again. The bike workout was just okay. I was losing steam and what little motivation I had was disappearing. I did about 35 minutes on the bike and quit.
Calories Burned: 568
Michael and I finished up about the same time and we made dinner together. I steamed the broccoli and made us salads.
A mixture of green leaf lettuce, spinach, red onion, carrots and leftover blue cheese from last weekend’s food bonanza.
I had a healthy, satisfying dinner and indulged in a little dessert (measured out) and then all hell broke loose. I started grazing. I was cleaning up the kitchen, making my lunch for the next day and sampled everything. EVERYTHING! I munched on some extra chocolate chips, some pasta salad, a few bites of ham.
All week long I’ve been nibbling, munching, grazing, sneaking, snacking. All week. I have no idea why. I know better. I’m lying to myself when I do this (especially when I’m not counting those calories–there are NO free calories!). Yet I’ve been having a hard time stopping.
I don’t know why I’m doing it. Or why it’s suddenly so difficult to stop. Last night I decided that I would take a photo of every bite, nibble or taste. Maybe if I post them it will snap me out this haze. Public shame as a deterrent, perhaps?
QUESTION: How do you break the nibble habit?