So yesterday was a weird day for me. I had some errands to run and I knew I wasn't going to walk. Figured it was ok, one day isn't going to hurt. I started my morning off with a bowl of cereal and a banana. Went to the grocery to pick up some miscellaneous things, came home and baked Mexican cornbread for my husband's potluck today, ate lunch (WW frozen meal w/ a tangerine) and then while I was cutting the corn bread it happened - I took a piece. One piece turned into two and then three (they weren't huge pieces, but not the point). What the hell was that? I don't know what happened. Anyway....it's not the eating the cornbread that is throwing me it's the guilt. The rest of the night I had such guilt over not getting on the treadmill (which I could have done at any point), and eating a few pieces of the cornbread. I just couldn't shake it. I guess it's just that I've been doing so well and cornbread threw me off my game a little. Stupid, I know. I didn't do anything wrong really - we had a healthy dinner and I stopped eating @ 7:00PM like always. Looking at it today - it wasn't as bad as I was making it out to be. I think it's just the way my brain is wired - it's all or nothing for me. I have to learn how to be in the middle and ok with mistakes. It's good to blog about it though - it puts it on paper and I'm able to look at it in another way.
Today is a new day though and as soon as I'm done posting I'm getting on the treadmill. And, I'll be walking more today since I skipped yesterday.