Back in the Saddle

Have you ever felt like your life was like the song Back in the Saddle?  You know the one I mean, right?

Seems like so many of my posts lately have to do with starting over.  But each day is a new day I guess. 

I spent the last week or two eating everything in sight and still not feeling satisfied.  If I had something salty, I wanted something sweet.  I ate emotionally.  I ate when I was stressed (which these days seems to be all of the time with the chaos of work).  

So, after a weekend of ice cream sundae left over from Hallie's birthday party, I made a new commitment, and today I actually stuck to it.  I stayed within my Weight Watcher points even though we went out to dinner, and went to work out even though I was exhausted.  I didn't work out as long as I would've liked to since my knee wasn't happy with me, but I still did it and even broke a sweat (or as my mom would say, I glistened). 

What's even better, I didn't run to the kitchen the moment I got home to gorge myself with the mental excuse being that I had just worked out and needed some energy - some fuel for my body.  My body has an over abundance of stored up fuel.  I can take a break every now and then.

So this week my goal is simple - lose at least an ounce.