Hotel Day 4 :(

Not a good day.

Hotel Day 3

Well, yesterday was alright until I had that meeting at work. Shame on me for indulging.

Today has started well, but I’ve only been up for a couple of hours.

Now I need to work on being mindful of what sort of calories I eat, as well as how many.

Alright, Hotel Day 2

Second day of my hotel living that I’ve actually logged.

I’m doing alright today. I just need to stay strong, I’ve been stress and hormone eating waaaaayyy too much lately.

Frustrated

My plan to track my health while living in the hotel has not been successful thus far. I’m a bit frustrated at myself for not doing it, but can’t be too hard on myself, that would just compound the problem.

So, the hiatus continues.

Two weeks to go. I can’t wait to get outta here!

On the up-and-up, my throat has been feeling much better. My sinuses are still agitated out the wazoo, but hey, it’s better than it was.

Hotel Day 1

In order to maintain some sort of record of my eating habits and exercise I will keep keep a daily log of my time spent living in the hotel.

Since my first night in this hotel my throat has been burning, my ears hurt, my sinuses are so agitated I sound like a pug when I nose-breathe. I’ve done everything to get better – had pho a couple of times, lots of herbal and green teas, lots of water, lots of sleep, vitamins, neti and gargling with saline water. Nothing has helped.

Since it’s been so difficult to breathe I’ve not been working out.
Since I’m not working out I need to watch my diet closely. Shame on me, I haven’t been. I’ll start now though. Writing today’s log has made me realize I haven’t taken full responsibility for my health, which is what I need to do, even when extenuating circumstances make it difficult.

I’ve been stress and hormone eating, so today’s log is truly a disaster.

Hiatus

At present I am living in a hotel. This has put great strain on many areas of my life, unfortunately it has caused a hiccup in my health journey. I should be here for only a week or two more, at which point I will be moving from Houston to Dallas and will promptly resume my healthy ways.

Happens to the best of them, right?