I woke up this morning and felt the true consequences of my exercise actions this week. I almost couldn’t force my body to do the sitting motion (which I can only blame on squats?) so I envisioned a day of hell and zero bathroom breaks. I survived, but I swear my back hurts, my neck hurts, my butt hurts, my legs hurt, my abs hurt so much I am reluctant to even stretch. The crazy part – my foot – the one that has been hurting for weeks and prevents me from running? It’s FINE. I guess the pilates + foam roller combo yesterday stretched it in some way that healed it (temporarily, I’m sure, since this has happened before w/pilates)? Very strange.
I was rushing this morning, so I ate this in the car:
Then I rushed through lunch and ate this at work:
Then I came home and sat around and waited for Jon to cook this for dinner:
It started out like this (plus chicken and some curry powder and red pepper flakes to mix it up a little):
I’m finding that I’m eating the same stuff over and over again, and I’m fine with that. I like simple food and always have. That said – I don’t think I’m eating enough. I made it to 1,399 calories yesterday and am barely making that today. I don’t know what to fill the blanks in with? I used to fill them in with crackers and popcorn and pita chips. Broccoli just doesn’t have the same caloric bang. I guess I could eat larger meals … and work on getting over the fact that I just spent the past year learning “appropriate” portion sizes.
No exercise today. Taking a break.