I didn’t post at all yesterday because I did not stop all day. Unfortunately, that included not stopping to eat. I had a solid breakfast- a banana bake as BFF and I refer to it in shorthand. She found it sometime last year on Recipage (awesome for getting recipe inspiration). I’ll be honest, I’ve never actually baked it. Usually it’s a quick go to recipe that you can doctor up however you like. I’ve added cocoa powder, switched out the banana for pumpkin, put berries(or other fruit) inside the mixture before microwaving. And I don’t sift. When I have 5 minutes to myself, in the morning, to make breakfast I am not pulling out a sifter. Just stir vigorously and you’ll be fine.
But as I said, the day got away from me. I went to the New Jersey School Counselor Conference which is always really good. It’s a small conference, but they always have really good people presenting. I didn’t prep any food for the day because I knew there was a free lunch and then I had an event at school until at least 8pm.
Well I missed the free lunch because I offered to go to Costco with someone to get stuff for the evening event- and by the time I got back, lunch was over. So I was honestly fine during my afternoon session, but knew it’d be a long time until any sort of dinner. Fortunately there’s a Starbucks nearby, so I grabbed a coffee and a plain multigrain bagel and went to help prep more stuff for the evening. Well I caught caught up in that and didn’t eat the bagel until about 5pm as I was untangling balloons (I found 1/4 of it still in my bag when I was looking for something at 9pm).
I grabbed a few grapes during the event, but that was it. And here’s where my balance comes in. I never go out. And that is no exaggeration. I’ve always lacked self-confidence in social situations that I’d avoid putting myself in them. And I don’t mean to sound like this is in every area of my life, but when it comes to purely social spots- like bars- I would always feel out of place. Also I usually never got invited- which isn’t a self-pitying comment, more a realization that this was probably due to the fact that I never put myself out there and said I wanted to go. But I’ve gotten better with confidence overall, amongst other things- and especially with my grad school people- I feel really comfortable. So anyways, I went out after the event. We went to a Mexican place- still hadn’t eaten dinner- but no one else was eating real food, so I just snacked on tortilla chips and drank sangria. I didn’t go crazy or anything, it was just normal and fun.
I stayed out late (for having been at workshops and stuff since 8am), but it was such a good day. The event was a school thing, and I’m graduating, so I was terribly sappy and made all my professors take photos with me. I love them all and secretly (or perhaps not so secretly wish I was actually a part of the department). The chair of the department actually said to me a few times, with me it ‘s like having another faculty member around. Probably one of the best compliments I’ve ever gotten.
While I’d feel like a bit of a creeper sharing those photos on here, I’ll post a picture of me because I really loved my outfit. Although I did realize yesterday, that I need a new belt that I can wear with high-waisted things because this belt (I guess fortunately) droops a bit too much for my liking.
I ate a bit when I came home (too many carbs) like a mini bagel, carrots and hummus and a bit of oatmeal at like 12am because I was actually starving, but I only ate about 1400 cals yesterday overall, which yeah is above my range- but manageable. And yesterday was not the ideal example of food planning and execution, but I didn’t eat the buffet of cake and cookies at the event nor did I scarf down ridiculous things when I got home. Alright they were a bit ridiculous, but controlled.
I even contemplated how to write about all of this, because it’s obviously so much easier to share what you’re proud of rather than share the times when you’re not perfect, but in thinking about what I’ve read from others that’s helped me- above all it’s honesty. So there we go.