Oh Valentine's Day. Another day when those who fight the fat are faced with loads of sugary snacks, cookies and cupcakes, and of course the little heart shaped box of chocolates. My grandpa still sends me one every year, complete with a Charlie Brown V-Day card. I love him for it. It makes me smile and I look forward to it every February. I was in the middle of splitting open one of those chocolates to see what was inside when my husband proposed. :)
Anyway, this year I'm doing my best to manage. Last night I got a package from my stepmom with some sugar cookies inside. I was home alone missing my husband and I ate two. But I counted them and then slowly stepped away from the kitchen. And it was fine. Especially considering my workout yesterday.
I didn't make it to the pool after my trainer meeting but I did get a half hour on the treadmill, so I feel pretty good about my workout. 90 minutes of sweating (and an eyebrow wax at the gym spa to boot) and I was feeling great yesterday afternoon. I also stuck to my plan at P.F. Changs, so all in all it was a good day.
This morning the boy is finally home, and I found some Fiber One apple cinnamon muffin mix at the store, so I'm making those for our special Valentine's Day breakfast. I don't even care about Valentine's Day but it's still an excuse to do something different. Then it's off to lunch with my mom and sister, hopefully a treadmill session this afternoon and then I'm going to attempt to cook a nice dinner. Still haven't decided exactly what, but hopefully I can whip out some awesome cooking skills. *smirk*
Have a happy Valentine's Day and don't let the sugar get you down!