Did anyone get the liscence plate number of the wagon that hit me?

Today I was guilt-ed into working out. Not by my helliptical, or by Bob Barker, but by my wife. However, In her defense I really should give you some back story.

Yesterday was not a good day for me health wise. Our friend Johnnys' parents are in town and it was his fathers birthday! He wanted to have a picnic at the Mill Pond in Stonybrook. HE also wanted to have PIZZA at this picnic. HE was just waving it around in the face of a recovering Pizzahaulic! To say I fell of the wagon would be an understatement!

Breakfast: 2 bowls of Flax Raisin Bran w/ Rice Milk
Not bad on its own but I didn't need 2 bowls and my wife said I should have had none and instead had a glass of carrot juice!

Lunch: 1 slice of Grandmas Pizza, 1 slice of Ziti Pizza and the slice of Regular Pizza my son didn't finish
Now in my defense...I have none.

After Pizza Dessert!: 1 scoop of Hazelnut Ice Cream on a Sugar Cone
...because it was there! Don't judge me!

For dinner I wanted to make a smarter choice and so I went to Subway and had a Veggie Sandwich! Well, I wanted to but it was closed. So...

Dinner: 1 Regular Slice of Pizza, 1 Slice of Grandmas Pizza, 1 Slice of Eggplant Pizza (it had veggies!)

I am ashamed to say the debaucherous night of culinary consumption did not end there.

Birthday Cake: 1 Piece of Angel Food Cake with Cream and Strawberries...and then another!

To top the evening off (as if  that wasn't enough) I didn't go to bed until 3am. To which my wife so kindly said, "What are you doing? It's 3 o'clock in the morning. Are you an idiot?" Which in her defense, is the appropriate question following the days events.

So there goes my morning workout...or so I thought...

Today I woke to my morning alarm baby going off at 7:30 and peeled my burning eyes open. I got him changed and set up with a video and as I leave his room, I see my wife, dressed and heading into the office to get some work done. WHAT!!! Why today? Why couldn't she have felt better on another day? Today I just want to throw up and go back to bed. But I can't let on that I want to puke and sleep. I have to play like I'm ready to attack the day as well or I'll be going to bed at 8:00 like my kids for the next week. I could just keep walking and say nothing, pretending to go in the room to get dressed. Then when she is at her desk I could sink back into the feathers and the cotton and sleep.

She turns to walk into the office...my plan almost complete...when she looks over here shoulder and says, "You're going to work out this morning! Right?"

Guilt. She used it. It was very motivating. That was the wagon I fell off, throwing it in reverse and backing up to finish me off.  One day woman! One day! I will be avenged... but for now I'm just tired and I need to take a shower.

-chasing down that wagon-
Dan

Backwards Compatibility

Sometimes I feel as if I'm working off today what I ate yesterday. It's like this.  As I tally the caloric intake of the days food consumption, I realize the math doesn't add up. My helliptical tells me I've burned off 540 calories. Great! My food packages tell me I've eaten roughly 2,000 to 30,000 calories...sooo, if I workout for the next 3 mornings...plus what I did this morning, I should be able to work off what I ate...4 days ago! 

My workouts don't feel backwards compatible. I want to eat all the Pizza I want in a day and get up the next morning and flail for 30 minutes and have burned off the weight from the day before... and today! Is that so unreasonable? (I just realized I capitalized the word Pizza. I think that is out of some subconscious respect I have for that food group!)

I know my wife will be reading this later so I won't go into too much detail, but (I love you honey) I think that self control is going to have to come into the mix at some point here if I'm going to get my scale to stop backing away from me when I come near it to weigh myself. It means well. It just got out of its cast, from the last time I weighed myself.

I need to let yesterday be yesterday, and not feel bad about what I ate. But, to lose the pounds, I also need to eat the right foods today, to make it so I don't have to worry tomorrow. This way my workouts will help me with today's ability to feel good about my health.

249 pounds. But I don't feel as if I've earned it. Drinking water for 4 days straight cleans a man out...but it is progress. I'll feel good about it when I hit 245. Its a small milestone, but I'll know it's not just a weight swing.

-I would gladly work out Tuesday for a hamburger today-
Dan