Oh Day 2, why couldn’t you be as nice to me as Day 1?
Day 2 didn’t start out great since I didn’t sleep very well the night before. I’m not sure if I have mentioned this on the blog before but I’m not a great sleeper, I never have been. Plus, I was diagnosed with sleep apnea over a year ago—you try sleeping with a giant mask strapped to your face and see how well you do! I’m sort of used to it now, but sleeping, for me, still comes with some challenges. And Thursday night was definitely a challenge.
The other issue was that I had a massive headache all day long. I think part of it was from the weather here in Southern Ontario—it’s been raining all week long—and the other part was my lack of sugar intake. You know that refined, white, granulated yumminess?? I think I’m starting sugar withdrawal. I seriously considered just having anything—a cookie, a granola bar—just to see if it would help, but then I thought that I’d feel much worse after I ate it. So I took a pass…score one for me.
I headed out to the grocery store around dinner time to pick up a few things that I needed heading into the weekend. You how people tell you not to shop when you’re hungry? Yeah, that advice is pretty valid. I shopped the perimeter of the store first, as I normally do, but then found myself strolling the aisles thinking about having a “treat”. Just one treat, I thought, no one has to know. My brother, who has a pretty serious ice cream addiction, is also trying to watch the number of treats he has. To give you an idea about how desperate I was, I actually tried to bargain with him the middle of the grocery store. It went a little something like this:
Me: I want a treat
My Brother: No, you don’t.
Me: I NEED a treat.
My Brother: (shaking his head) No, you don’t.
Me: Aren’t you going to get any ice cream?
My Brother: Nope, I’m trying to stay away from that stuff.
Me: I’ll make you a deal. You buy ice cream, and I’ll buy my treat. We’ll eat them and no one has to know. You and I will be the only ones who know.
My brother: (Laughing at the absurdity of what I just said) I don’t think so.
So there I was, denied. I can be a master manipulator when I want to be, but I couldn’t even coerce my baby brother into helping me. Although by saying no he probably helped me more than if he had given in to me. Why didn’t I just indulge even if he wasn’t going to you might ask? The thought of him watching me buy something, let alone eat something I shouldn’t, when he knows what I’m trying to accomplish with this 28-day challenge just brought on massive feelings of guilt. So I cashed out with my green beans and rotisserie chicken and headed home. So score two for me, with an assist from my brother.
All-in-all, not a horrible day, but it had its challenges. It certainly hasn’t been the first day like that and it won’t be the last. I’m glad I stuck it out though and didn’t breakdown and eat something that would have made me feel worse off than if I hadn’t eaten it. It makes me think that I really am taking this seriously now and I have a chance of forming some really great habits.