Second day in a row at 167.8.
Second night with no cookies.
Seriously, just fessing up and examining it on the blog helps me tremendously.
Shining light on the problem, not hiding and pretending like it's not happening, admitting there is a problem....the first steps to healing.
I listened to myself when I wanted cookies on Tuesday night. It was a knee jerk reaction--"the kids are in bed and I'm finally DONE for the day" reaction. Cookies = comfort. I had an apple and a cup of hot tea instead.
I wanted cookies again when I woke up in the middle of the night to pee. I just went straight back to bed, ignoring the pull of the kitchen.
Then Wednesday night, we got the kids in bed earlier, and I wasn't as stressed out at my bedtime. I had hot tea again while in bed watching "Breaking Bad" on Netflix, and it helped again. No cookies. Had to pee again in the night and was so sleepy I just stumbled back to bed, no thought of the cookies.
Breaking a bad habit is a lot about replacing that habit with good ones.
It also helps that I've been working out hard, and I don't want to ruin all my good work with a stupid cookie binge.
Weights class yesterday at lunch was awesome. I need to increase my weights--they were getting too easy. That's always a great sign. Running again today, then rest tomorrow (I thought I'd do weights again on Friday afternoons, but my knees can't handle it, considering I have a long run on Saturday mornings), then the Saturday long run, then either rest or a weights or pilates class on Sunday, depending on how the day shakes out and how my body is feeling.
Right now, my body feels nothing but strong. It ROCKS to feel this way. And it just makes me want more.