Faithful

So I'm really faithful at reading other's blogs, but I'm not very good at commenting on them or keeping up on my own.  I have the next 2 days off, which I'm super happy about, but I'm not usually very productive, even though I have good intentions.  I worked out this morning and it felt really good.  I did Hi-Def Sculpt by the Firm.  I really like the Firm workouts.  They seem to be relatively fun, but I get a really good sweat. They promise visible results in 10 workouts, which you do in 2 weeks.  (Same promise from just about any workout)  I did the Wave by the Firm, probably about a year and a half ago for about a month.  I really did see and feel results after following the workout schedule religiously.  Its a schedule that I can totally follow if I push myself, with 2 rest days included.  So even though the healthy eating thing isn't going all that well (I am writing down the things I eat though, and trying to track points), If I can get moving, I know I will see results.

This weekend I was at my parents because we celebrated my mom's birthday Saturday.  My mom told me the first night I was there about my aunt's co-worker.  He was around 43, in good shape, went to the gym after work last week.  After he was done he called the hospital and said he wasn't feeling good, and that he was driving himself there.  He died in the car in the hospital parking lot.  They believe it was a heart attack.  She's told me I need to get my act together because she is afraid that will be me.  Scott and I were talking later about how we can get me to stop going out to eat.  I confessed to him that I was going out 1-3 times a day the 3 weeks I was in clinical, and I put it on my credit card.  I pay the credit card off every month when the bill comes, but this has been the highest amount I have charged, and I had to add some vacation time to my paycheck just to make sure I have enough to pay it.  He talked about giving me a budget, etc, but he doesn't want to leave me without a card in case I need it in an emergency.  We also talked about how I can say I want him to tell me no to going out, but in the moment, I know I would get mad at him.  I can have great intentions, but when I want a certain food, it is like crack.  I don't care what he says, I'm going to find a way to get it.  My mom and I had pretty much the same conversation later.  What we decided is to try little things.  So, the 2 things we agreed on are: I am not allowed to charge fast food, and I am not allowed to eat out by myself, and if I do, I have to call and confess to her.  So even though its a Tuesday, and Applebees has my favorite soup food (Potato Cheese Soup), I am trying desperately to think of anything else.  Only a little more than an hour until Scott gets home.  So hopefully he can give me some encouragement.