This is what I'm trying to remember this year. Working out makes me feel good. 

I didn't work out today, but I did at least THINK about what I was eating. =D That's a good way to start out the year, right? Here's a basic breakdown of what I've consumed today:

Breakfast: None. I was in a hurry to get off to church (and we were still late!) so I skipped out on breakfast.

Snack: I ate one teeny tiny roll (think ping pong ball size) at church because curiosity got the better of me and I wanted to know what it tasted like!

Lunch: Leif made me a turkey sandwich on buttered toast for lunch. 

Snack: This is where I fell apart today... I had a banana, which was fine. Then I had an english muffin with butter and jam. That probably would have been fine, too, except that I followed it up with a large bowl of cinnamon swirl cereal. I'm thinking 3pm eating is not my friend.

Dinner: We just finished dinner and I had a baked potato with butter and salt. 

So... my thoughts on food for today are... I shouldn't skip breakfast, but I did. 3pm eating is dangerous for me and where I will likely fall apart during the day. I probably had too much butter, since it was a part of 3 meals/snacks today. Also, I didn't have any vegetables today. Hmmm... 

Now, before I go, I should also say that I actually dared to step on the scale this morning first thing, and kind of wish I hadn't. But I did. I needed to. And I'm pretty sure I weigh now what I weighed at the end of my pregnancy with Eliana. My waist is officially the same size as Leif's, since I had to borrow his old snow pants as mine no longer fit. I officially weigh 151.8 lbs according to my scale this morning, and would really like to see myself 40 lbs lighter by this time next year. I don't know if that will happen, but that's what I would like. I don't have a plan right now for how it's going to happen, but it will have to be a combination of eating better and exercising. DUH. But as for how I'm going to do it, I don't know. I don't really want to count calories or points, and I don't know that I want to lock myself into an unrealistic workout schedule, so I'm trying to figure out what I want to do.  But that's where I am. 

So, now that I'm feeling depressed after that last paragraph, maybe I should go hop on the treadmill for a while. After all, I'm only one workout away from a good mood!!