One day down...

i was pleased at how easy it was to stick with the plan yesterday. i was worried that i would feel hungry throughout the day and not be able to give my all during my workout. however, it turned out that i felt full and satisfied on what i ate yesterday AND i was able to workout pretty hard (even though i had to start my workout really late - 10 pm!). i really wondered if it was just me WANTING to feel that way or if i was, in fact, satisfied. i am not an optimist or someone who is overly hopeful that something will work. i wouldn't call myself a pessimist either...i would say i am more of a realist (which some say is really just a pessimist, right?). i am more a let's-wait-and-see-type. so, i really think i did notice a difference yesterday is the sustained-energy department.

today, however, has been a little different.

my ever-so-lovely daughter seems to wake up for about 2-3 hours every night around midnight as of late. last night was no different. i figured this would be no big deal, but my son was set to be home with me today too rather than at preschool. well, he decided he wanted to get up at 6:30 this morn (he usually is a late sleeper - 8:30! i have been very spoiled by this!). i didn't get to sleep until after 2 early this morning and i just don't do well with less than 6 hours of sleep!

BUT THEN he wanted breakfast right away and he always has oatmeal. we have always made our own and i just LOVE the way i make it...it comes out so creamy and with just a dash of brown sugar or honey. i wanted to eat it sooooo badly. i found myself rationalizing that i needed to take a bite just to test how hot it was. i surely couldn't let him burn his tongue, right? well, i put my mental muzzle over my chompers and i became incapable of tasting it. because, if i took that one little bite, then it would be a gateway for many more little bites here and there and i am serious of ridding my life of processed crap as much as i can.

i always attribute any sort of will power i am able to muster as a gift from God. a quick little prayer asking for strength is sometimes all it takes to give me the strength to power through. it may sound silly to some, but i know that all strength comes from Him. so, thank you, Lord, for that tiny victory.

i must add that this new way of eating is not about deprivation. i just want my body to be "cleaner" from the inside out and i think this is one way to do that.

on that note...i really want a cookie.