Boy, was it cold this morning! Once again, I debated between the treadmill and outside for my run. Since the time/distance goes by so much faster outside, I opted to brave the cold.
I did a four-mile out-and-back run of my route that has now become my "usual" route. There's a man that walks that route the same time that I'm out running, and he's always going the opposite direction I am. I've started looking forward to seeing him and exchanging a "Good morning!" with him. He's older--maybe 60's? But he never lets the cold or the wind stop him from his walk. He's the only person I've ever come across while running on that road.
Oh, I forgot to share a funny story a few days ago! On Sunday, I cleaned out some of my dresser drawers. I got rid of old underwear that was either too big or had holes or whatever, as well as a couple of bras (fairly new, but too big--the last five pounds I lost most definitely came from my cup size). And a few tank tops. I just threw everything in the trash (I'm pretty sure nobody wants donated underwear).
The garbage truck came on Monday. Then on Tuesday, when I ran outside, I saw something purple on the ground at the end of the driveway. Upon closer inspection, I saw that it was a purple thong that I had thrown away! That alone was embarrassing enough, but when I went to pick it up and throw it away (again), it was stuck to the ground, embedded in the ice. I tried so hard to pull it out, but it wouldn't budge.
It was there all day Tuesday, and I cringed every time I saw it. On Wednesday, the ice had melted enough to let me pull it out and throw it away.
All of this brings me to today, when I was out running. I saw another purple something, but this was over a mile from my house. When I got up next to it, I saw that it was a purple tank top that I'd thrown away. Further still, I saw a black and white tank of mine. All this stuff must have fallen out of the garbage truck. Next time I'm going to put it all in a bag before tossing it!
Anyway, today's run was another windy one. The only part where the wind worked in my favor was the last mile--and I somehow managed to run my fastest mile to date!
My mom invited us over to her house for a turkey dinner today. I'm not a huge fan of turkey dinner (except for sweet potato casserole--I could live off of that!), and I was really in the mood for leftover lentil chili. So I brought some lentil chili with me, and then shredded up a few ounces of turkey to throw into the chili. It was so good, and very filling!
This is kind of strange, but going to my parents' house is a binge-trigger for me. They always have lots of junk food (my dad eats tons of candy and cake and cookies... that's where I got my sweet tooth!). So just walking into their kitchen, my mind starts going over everything I can eat.
I managed to stay in control today, thankfully. I kept eyeballing the package of Oreos on the counter, so I finally put them in a drawer so they'd stop tempting me. My mom made carrot cake for dessert, and I passed on that. I know I could have just calculated the PP for it and eaten it, but doing that probably would have just fed my binge-trigger. It's like I have to be extra careful when I go over there.
While I was running today, I was listening to the Half Size Me podcast, and Heather was talking about getting control over binge eating. I started to think about all the little things I've learned in being binge-free, and I came up with a few things that are worth noting. I think I'll write a post about it, and maybe someone else can benefit from it as well!