Day 3

Today is a textbook case of how things get tricky for me with work and all. We had a shoot today which means I had to arrive at 9am instead of my usual 10am... or 10:15 or whatever. Plus we never shoot on Monday and I found this totally jarring. Needless to say, I did not work out before work.

Halfway through the shoot, someone reminded me that we were supposed to go for after-work drinks as a department. I was then also reminded that the Thanksgiving Cook-off* is tomorrow and not Wednesday as I seemed to think. So here I sit at home slightly drunk at 8:30pm, contemplating making a lemon loaf but likely flaking out, and not at all wanting to work out. But I can't flake out on that because it's only friggin' Day 3! Wah.

Oh yeah, I keep forgetting to take pictures for this blog... that'd help huh?

Good News:

• Last night for dinner we ate Crispy Skinned Salmon, grilled eggplant, and salad with cucumber, tomatoes, and shitake mushrooms.

• I woke up one pound lighter.

• In today's fruit watch I ate a pear and a banana.

• I took the stairs instead of the escalator once I got off the subway tonight.

Bad News:

• I overcooked the fish.

• Husband refused to eat (expensive) shitake mushrooms

• around 11pm last night I wolfed the last piece of pizza that we ordered over the weekend.

*This is way serious business at my job. There are prizes and scores to settle; feelings get hurt.

Update: I've done 45 minutes in the gym; 20 of which were on the stationary bike. Chelsea Handler got me through the hard times (level 15). The other 20 were comprised of a weight lifting circuit and a bit of stretching. My initial 5 minutes were spent on some stair climb-y contraption that no, was not an elliptical (I know what that is), but some kind of scissor kick thing that not even Chelsea Handler could help me with.