Today's another cheat day, so I don't have much diet related activity to report. But for those of you who are interested, here's what happened today:
Happy Birthday and Happy Anniversary - Today Is a Day For Celebration!
Weight: 137.4 lbs.
Okay, today is a day for quasi-celebration. Lilliale just turned three months old officially, and Mike and I are celebrating our almost-anniversary. Let me explain: Mike and I met about five years ago, and we got engaged about two and a half years into our relationship. I began planning a fall wedding (which was always the plan - Autumn is my favorite season) when we found out Mike would be deploying in September. So in the true military tradition, we ended up with a shot-gun wedding in May and a larger celebration with friends in September, less than two weeks before he deployed. The idea behind our decision making was that by marrying in May, we would have about four months' worth of time spent living together to build off of, and we'd be able to get the military paperwork out of the way. Still too attached to my lifelong dream of a fall wedding and fall anniversary, we decided to make May our marriage anniversary and September our wedding anniversary and to spend time celebrating both. After all, one could always use a bit of extra celebration in life.
To get the most out of our holidays, Mike and I spent the morning playing with Lilliale, but took the evening for ourselves and headed out on a date for dinner and a few drinks. And, of course, I was super thrilled to be have free-reign over what to eat. I would be lying if I said I hadn't thought ahead to this night when deciding which day to start my Fat Loss for Idiots diet on. I knew I would want to go out tonight, and therefore planned accordingly. Before we headed out, though, I said a silent "thank you" for my time spent on the diet.
Thanks to the weight I've already lost, I'm starting to feel more confident about the way I look. It's interesting: If I looked in the mirror before my pregnancy and saw myself as I am now, I would have scorned the sight of myself. Now, I'm so proud of my progress from up 60 pounds in pregnancy weight down to where I am now, I can't help but like the way I look just because its begun to mark the signs of progress. So, confident as I was, we started out our night with a moderately-fancy dinner out at one of the local steak and seafood restaurants where we'd reserved a lakeside view. At sunset, the sky was tinged with corals and pinks which striped the water as we looked out across it. The view was heavenly. Thankfully, the food was better than the service - though not as good as the view - and we were able to enjoy our dinner in the end.
Having been away for only an hour, though, and wanting to make the most of our evening we then headed out for coffee (where I finally got the Pumpkin Spice Latte I had been craving) and ended up at a nearby bar which featured live music after eight p.m. Of course, it also featured all the young, beautiful people both on vacation and from the area. Which meant that the whole time we were out, I was alternating back and forth between being thankful for my diet and being thankful I was done.
As far as moms go, I've made a fairly early start into the world of parenthood. To please my parents, I followed the social guidelines for life order: College, marriage and then children. However, somewhat to their dismay, I didn't wait long between each. Part of that is because my husband is about five years older than I am. Part of it was our impatience to start a family. My youth, though, means that when surrounded by women around my own age, I get a teensy bit self-conscious. In addition to Lilliale- inflicted under-eye bags, and a still-mostly-maternity-clothes wardrobe, I also carry around extra baby-weight they haven't had to worry about yet. Its a bit unsettling. But this time I came armed: I've already lost about nine pounds and I'm seeing significant progress. My husband told me four different times just since we'd left the cabin how great I was looking tonight. I don't think I've ever really appreciated how much nine pounds is until now.
Nevertheless, I was also secretly (or not-so-secretly) thankful for these cheat days: After all, no matter how skinny I get, a night out in celebration is hardly a celebration at all if you can't enjoy yourself. And tonight was a night to celebrate.
What I Ate Today:
Brunch: Cinnamon-raison toast with butter and tea with cream and sugar
Dinner: Rack of lamb with a pesto sauce, mixed vegetables, baked potato, a house salad with blue cheese dressing and a glass of wine
Snacks: Fiber One bar, Chex Mix, Starbuck's Grande Soy 6-pump Pumpkin Spice Latte, three cocktails, chips and salsa
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