Battle Plan

In order to win my battle with weight I am going to follow a "Healthy Points" plan. Each day I will receive a certain number of points for doing certain healthy things.
1 pt Drinking 9 cups of water
1 pt Eating no more than 40g of sugar
1 pt No white (bleached/enriched) bread
1 pt No sweets/desserts
1 pt 6-8 hours of sleep
1 pt 5 servings of vegetables and fruit
1 pt Eating a good breakfast
1 pt No food past 8:00pm
1 pt 10,000 steps (15,000 = 1.5, etc.)
1 pt Scripture Study
1 pt Personal Prayer
1 pt Being Tidy
1 pt Stretching Out
1 pt for every 100 calories burned in a workout

Sunday is a free day. I automatically receive full points (except workout) but can earn double points if I actually maintain my healthy habits throughout the day.
At the end of every week I will add up my points and reward myself accordingly with cash for splurging on myself--clothes, mani/pedis, massage, etc.
80-84 pts $5
85-89 pts $10
90-94 pts $15
95-99 pts $20
100-104 pts $25
105-109 pts $30
110+ $35


Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Feeling beautiful!

Feels good to be healthy!  Went shopping to get a new pedometer at a sporting good store today.  I took time before going to really dress nice, do hair and make up and all that jazz--a really rare and enjoyable thing for a mother.  As I was looking around in the store at sale items, a store associate came and asked it I needed help.  But it was obvious as he stuck around and tried to start a conversation while "adjusting" merchandise that he was interested in more than just doing his job.  I caught him checking me out and then I caught him spying my wedding ring.  He left after that.  In no way did I encourage him of course, but it was nice to feel attractive and beautiful. This morning I had the energy and confident spirit to take time to get ready..  I felt good about myself and wanted to look good.  I need to remember how good I feel today.  It is now documented--I am happy when I'm healthy.  And obviously still hot stuff.

1 comment:

  1. Totally hot stuff. So this creepy single guy in our ward, like in front of Jason and the missionaries and everyone there went on and on about how hot I was. (This was before baby bump) And as uncomfortable as it felt, it was kind of nice to know, I wasn't as over the hill and past my prime as I thought. Go you!

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