Sunday, March 18, 2007

Shouldn't perfect days have perfect ending too?
Or: How I sabotaged my otherwise perfect day

Friday - the day I weighed myself and found I managed to lose some after all - was a perfect day. I ate perfect, I worked out, I felt super, I did it the way it should be done every day for the rest of my life without thinking too much about it, like a good old habit. Perfect day!

Yesterday started great. I designated it as a break day from working out to begin with. We had some shopping to do, so I dressed up nicely, and to my surprise found out I could wear my boots with my slim jeans tucked inside. My shirt and sweater were the tiny kind, so when I looked in the mirror - I LOVED LOVED LOVED what I saw (should've asked Joe to take my picture)! So far so good!

We went out after breakfast to Office Depot to bring back a computer chair we bought 2 days earlier, since it wasn't comfortable enough. Then we checked another store for another chair we liked but they didn't have it in stock. Then we set by the airport with a cup of hot chocolate to watch the planes landing and catch some sun. And then, it was time for lunch so we drove back home and I had my lunch. A bit late, but still... So far still good!

Then we went out again to an home improvement store to check their French door's advertisement in a brochure we had (as if we're not aware the gas prices are sky rocketing these days *s*). Foolishly we didn't measure the size of the door we needed prior to going out, so we assumed they didn't have the size (we thought) we needed, and decided to go back home and continue our shopping on Monday. So back home we went, and while getting relaxed Joe decided to check the size of the door, and what do you know - it was smaller than what we thought it was, and the store did have two of those. So far - so still good!

Back to the store we went, picked up the door for a fabulous low price, and came back home. I was very happy because I wanted a French door in our computer room for a long time, but with a good low price tag to follow - and this was our lucky day. So far - so VERY good!

Since we run all over the place all afternoon, it was getting closer to dinner time. I'd planned to open a can of Salmon, make Salmon and potatoes cutlets for Joe, and Salmon salad for myself. When all was done and Joe was invited to the dinner table, he said: "Look at that, this looks like in a restaurant!" The table looked great with two plates carefully displayed with a very appealing arrangement, not too mention very healthy. So far, it's seems like a text book kind of good, yes? *s*.

So we enjoyed our dinner along with some candle lights, and I even left some on my plate for later because I felt satisfied and full. Right after dinner I came up with a suggestion to go out for a walk, and Joe agreed. So we briskly walked to A Tim Horton's coffee shop (the best in Canada) just outside our neighborhood, had our coffee and hot chocolate, and walked back home. The weather was nice (12C), the sun was still up, there was a spring-like smell in the air, and our hearts - I think they were humming quietly inside. Very very good... still!

This perfect scenario is something I'd die for to have every day of my life. If only it stayed like this... Before the day was over, I had this stupid idea to ask Joe to make some cookies. I have to explain here that Joe has a sweet tooth, and he always likes to invent a new recipe for cookies or anything else sweet. Of course, he uses mostly the healthy kind of ingredients to make his cookies, like whole wheat flour, Splenda instead of sugar, not too much butter if at all, etc,.

Cookies were made and brought to the table, warm and smelling heavenly. Now, to continue with the trend of perfectness of the day, I should've had one or two (they were quite smallish), and call it the night. Nope... I had more (I think 4 or 5), and on top had few sips of the yummy Baileys liquor, and quite few peanuts that Joe brought for himself earlier... and soon enough I felt stuffed... and loaded with guilt! So far... the "good" part of the day just went out the window! :-(.

Mmmmm... that's not the end of my story. After my shower, I went on to cut my toe nails, and cut too much on my right big toe. Blood and all... and now it's painful to wear a shoe, not to mention working out on the treadmill. But... this too shall pass, hopefully soon enough.

What I don't understand is me letting go of reason and pig out on cookies, and ruin otherwise another perfect day. Can't say I was hungry, can't say I was bored, can't understand my thinking procedure at that moment. It was me sabotaging me with no apparent reason, and it left me puzzled, confused, a bit disappointed.

This morning, business as usual. It'll be my break day to let my toe heal. Food will be good... is good, and again - looking to a future filled with fewer mishaps like last night's...

because quite frankly...

I know I'll slip again ;-)).

Lorien @ 1:00 pm MT

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