So, Wednesday's the day that I get up and hop on the scale to see how my good eating and workouts are paying off. My goal is to lose 15 pounds during Joel's deployment. As of this morning, I have lost 3. I'm pretty happy with that number.
I don't know how other military wives are when their spouse is away, but I always eat so much better when Joel's gone. (No offense, Honey.) I don't keep the junk food around that I do when he's home, and meals are a lot simpler, not as fatty, and well not nearly as tasty. With just Grace and I to cook for right now, I don't feel like I have to make a big 'ol dinner with all the fixings. And without the bread and desert, we're eating much healthier.
But I do get cravings. Usually around 9:00, when the kids are in bed, I really, really, really want a bowl of ice cream or a bowl of Oreos with milk. But without them in the house, I have no choice but to reach of the banana or string cheese. I usually sit down at the computer, with my healthy snack of choice and read a couple food blogs, and just pretend I'm eating all that beautiful, glorious food.
Note: I know the title's alliteration will drive some of my friends crazy, but I had to do it. It was too easy.