So, today ends my first full week of the challenge. Wow, I cannot believe that a week has gone by. It feels like I was just in Chicago. I'm very proud of myself, though! I did it and made it through the first week doing everything as listed. I cannot believe that I worked out five times. That's big! And I had some perfect excuses to skip them. But, alas, I didn't. I got my butt up and I worked out. Everything else had to wait. The phone, the commitments, the dog...everything else. (I didn't really realize how much I put before me and my health, even petty stuff like responding to e-mail.)
Overall, my week was good. I am just still overwhelmed that this is my life (and that Bob Greene and Oprah Winfrey know my name!). The fact that I have this opportunity to change my life for the better is just amazing to me and nothing but a blessing. The onslaught of e-mails and well-wishes has been so inspirational. I can't believe that my story touched so many lives. Friends have come up to me and told me how I've inspired them to join the diet or deal with some other aspect of their lives. I was like, "Wow, really? You have issues, too? We all are struggling with the same issues?" Who would have thought that all of these fabulous people around me were having similar issues? Committing to this public process has opened up conversations with my friend-base that I think has been really valuable. People are now more willing to show their warts, which I think is a good thing. Heck, a great thing! Maybe we can get down to authentic living soon!
My biggest challenge this week was my late club night on Friday night. I had dinner at 6 p.m., but by 11 p.m. I was pretty famished. So, I decided that since I was about to go dancing and would be up fairly late, it was acceptable to have something to eat. The problem was that nothing was open, so I convinced myself that McD's was okay. I had a fish sandwich and small fries. I guess it could have been worse, but I definitely felt guilty eating it. To make up for it, I kept myself on the dance floor and danced the night away. My shirt was drenched when the night was over! At least some of those calories were burned off. ;-) (Side note: The no-alcohol rule was killing me softly when I was at the club—especially since they were charging $6 for a bottle of water! That was painful.)
So, on to the next week. My goal this week is to figure out the late-night gatherings prior to leaving the house so that I don't have another McD's situation on my hands. This is my life, so I can't avoid them. I just have to figure out how to deal with them. Heck, by figuring it out for myself, I may end up helping someone else. Now, that's motivation!