Celebratory Failure

This weekend did not go as planned.

See, after a week of really trying hard on my goals, I’d intended to keep going. Get momentum on my side and really put some work out n on getting my goals a little closer to become my a habit. I had the best of intentions, really. And then we made the final payment on our student loans, and we descended into a three day celebratory frenzy that cast those goals by the wayside.

Perhaps I exaggerate a little. I mean, “celebratory frenzy” is really overstating what happened. We went out to dinner, and visited friends, and generally had a little party. I didn’t track any calories, though, so I don’t really know how I did.

Ah, well. If I’m going to drop the ball on my goals, it’s nice to do it for a good reason. And now I just need to get back to it.

Oh, yes: WE’VE PAID OFF OUR STUDENT LOANS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Good Faith Estimates

Sometimes, I wish calorie tracking was an exact science. It would make all of this a whole lot easier.

Case in point: my seven-year-old nephew is staying with us for a couple of days, and we took him and my son to Coney Island last night. Before we went, as a treat, we took them out for pizza. The place we went is one of those places where you pay eight bucks for an 8 inch pizza and then put whatever you want on it. (I go with green peppers, red onions, mushrooms, garlic, sausage, and Canadian bacon.)

You might see the problem here: how, exactly, do you calculate your calorie intake on something like that?

So I took my best shot. I found the calorie content of the crust on their web site. Then added an ounce of mozzarella (which might have been high), assumed the vegetables were negligible, and then put in the cost of the meat based on some figures I found in the FitBit app. In total, my estimate was about 900 calories. Then I checked out the estimates of the pre-built pizzas, and saw that the pizza with sausage and meatballs and bacon and ham and pepperoni was listed at 1022 calories, so I figured I’d gotten close enough.

I think I made my calorie goal yesterday. I can’t 100% price it, of course, but I did my best. I’ll take that. (I also hit my walking goal, so that’s good.)

Fifty Fricking Calories

I actually did pretty well yesterday, especially since I forgot to record my calorie consumption over the day and had to knuckle down and get it in about 7 pm. However, when I got everything entered, my grand total calorie consumption was… wait for it… 2,550 calories.

Yes. I went over budget by 50 calories.

Momentarily, I had a bad reaction to that. “Oh no!” I thought. “I’m failing again!”

Yeah. The judgmental bird of calorie counting got right up on me. But then, I relaxed. I made myself relax. Fifty calories isn’t the end of the world, not by a long shot. Sure, I can do better. A little more planning, a little more tracking my intake throughout the day. But you know what? I made some pretty decent choices anyway.

I’ll count that as a win.

Sleep Is Good

I noticed something interesting. Sunday night I got a good night’s sleep, and I hit my goals hard. I stayed within my calorie budget, I got all my walking in, I did everything. But then, on Monday night, I slept badly. Like, “tossing and urning half the night” badly.

What happened? I’ll tell you what happened. I ate a bunch of sugar and missed my walking goal by a mile and a half because I was too tired to even want to try.

There’s an important lesson there, I think. All of these efforts at improving my health and changing my life are contingent on getting decent rest. Fortunately for me, I managed that last night. So, let’s see how it works out.


I made all my goals yesterday! And now, my legs ache! Thigh muscles, calf muscles, and even the Achilles’ tendon of my left leg. Getting back on track is not, sadly, as easy to do as it is to say.

I’m not giving up, though. The aches are temporary, and I know for a fact they will go away as I get myself firmly back on routine. (Although I won’t object if that happens sooner rather than later.)

What I Did On My Summer Vacation

Nothing.Well, all right. That’s not exactly true. I mean, I went to a cool Fourth of July party with friends I caught up with a good friend I haven’t seen in about a year. I played with my son, and went on a date with my wife, and played Pokémon Go with my family. I spent a lot of time building things in Minecraft.What I didn’t do was stress about my goals. Any of them. I turned off Habitica and didn’t even look at my daily tasks for a week. I ate what I wanted, walked when I wanted, and generally let myself relax.I feel great. Heck, for the first time in months I even feel motivated. Not a “I have to get myself back on track” sort of motivation, either. I feel like I was able to reset my “whys” and remember the reason I’m doing all of this.And now? To work!

Today’s The Day!

It really is. For real, this time, I’m getting back to work. Really. Stop judging me!

Seriously, though, I really am gonna by to make the effort today. I have this feeling of motivation that comes from having confronted – if not fully resolved, yet – a few of the issues that have been holding me back. Things aren’t perfect yet, but if I make the mistake of waiting until everything is perfect then I’ll never get started.

So, my plan. First, continue to pack my meals and not carry cash until I’ve broken myself of the urge to eat out. Second, walk on each of my breaks at work. Third, get out and walk after dinner, once we’ve cleaned up the kitchen. Once I’ve made a consistent habit of that, call it two to three weeks of consistency, I’ll look at adding in a few more goals.

For now, though, it’s back to basics. And I feel all right with that.