One Fine Line.

You would think that because I've been dedicated to this little life project of mine for over 110 days now, that I would have learned that fine balance that is give and take. For example, yesterday my mom sneaked me into the gym at the YMCA. Disclaimer: she's a member, I swear, but I am not. However apparently I'm already in the system, which freaks me out a little bit. But I digress.

My warm-up yesterday was 10 minutes on the elliptical for a total burn of 125 calories. After that, some unspoken force came over me and I decided that I would do a 5k run. Have I ever...done that...before...ever? No. Why did it suddenly happen? Honestly, it was a mental thing. By the time I had finished (27 minutes exactly, not bad for my first 5k), I wasn't exhausted. I wasn't crumbling to the ground. I was fine. I just changed the speed of the treadmill back down to a brisk walk and walked for about 8 minutes to just make sure I wasn't going to throw up. Total burn 400 calories exactly and a huge ego boost.

After that I rode a bike a couple miles for 75 calories (you know, because I'm OCD and wanted my machine burns to be an even number). And after that I just went to town with abs and push-ups in a separate room. Solid workout at the gym, yes? Yes. Anyway I'm guessing that total, I burned around 700 calories-ish.

THIS IS WHERE THE BALANCE COMES IN. Oh, no I had a great day nutritionally until about 9:30pm. Did I mention it was St. Patrick's Day? It was. One of my best friends and I split a 6 pack of microbrews at a party. Did I mention there were cream cheese filled cupcakes at this party? There were. There were also plain vanilla ones and plain chocolate ones. Oh, there were a lot of cupcakes. I had half of one. Not bad right? Pretty decent in regard to [drunk] self control.

BUT if that wasn't enough. One of my nemesis-es (what the eff is the plural of nemesis?) showed up at this party. And by nemesis here I mean, very good friend but we pretend to be mean to each other sometimes. Like pushing each other into the refrigerator. What. Anyway, he brought more microbrews. And I had 2 more. OMG. Reflecting on this the morning after makes me really bummed out about myself. The only pluses I can find from this are there were a lot of carbs in the beers, and since I hardly touched carbs yesterday as it was even with the 5k, it was probably a good move to have some carbs.

But you better believe I'm going to bring it in my workout today. I guess my point is, even if you can do some crazy awesome hard calorie burning workout...that doesn't mean you're golden. Learning to balance your input with your output is really, really hard and one of my biggest challenges that I'm working on. But if you can do it, I can do it. Thank you for being my inspiration!