Rest day

I broke out the kettlebells yesterday when I got home from work.  I was careful not to do anything that required lunges or squats to try and keep the IT band and knee from getting irritated.  I ended up bonking poor Dexter in the head during the first exercise.  He yelped and ran to the bedroom.  I felt really bad but I knew he wouldn't come out of the bedroom until I called him, so I finished up (about 20 minutes) before I checked on him.  I am a horrible mother.  I knew I didn't hit him hard though, he is such a drama whore, takes after his grandma.

Today I am taking a rest day.  Tomorrow is a planned run day but I might do the stat bike at the gym. 

My eating is kind of out of control.  The fill I got a couple of weeks ago really didn't help at all.  Dennis brought home two big bags of peanut butter M&M's about a week ago, when he saw the stash was getting low he bought two more.  This is so not helping me.  Someone brought donuts to work yesterday and I ate one.  Then there is the jar a week white chocolate peanut butter addiction and the almost daily trips to Taco Bueno for two tacos.  The thing is, when I am at a good level I really don't crave this stuff.  I go back in to see him in a few weeks, I hope he can give me another small fill to try and level off the snack monster.  My weight has been pretty much holding at 115.  I did have a few 113.6 days, but they didn't last long.  Maybe I just need to come to terms with the fact that my body wants to be 115?  I was at 112 for so long though that I just want to get back there.

Maybe getting the freezer meals and actually planning dinner ahead will help me keep the snarf monster under control. 

I am starting to get frustrated again.  Such a horrible feeling.