Challenge Say What?

What was I doing again?

3-Day (Possible 5-day modified) Challenge (calorie cycling again)No drinks (soda or alcohol).Walk 30 minutes a day (minimum 5000 steps on my Fitbit).Track my food.Drink my water.

Oh yeah.

Day 1
I failed on 2 accounts. Minimum steps and water drinkage.

I didn't drink alcohol, I didn't drink soda. I tracked my food the best I could and I think I was under my calories.

But I'm getting my monthly friend. I can feel it because I am slug-like, yet have the cannibalistic desire to snap someone's head off with my own teeth. Check that. I did get my monthly friend, and oh how I hate it. I feel so miserable!

I'm so bummed! We're leaving tomorrow to camp and I have this atrocious thing to deal with. With the PCOS, I can get super heavy "friends" and you can imagine how much fun that would be to deal with in the raging heat and limited facilities. I honestly don't know if I can, really. I don't know what to do.

Today I need to grocery shop, pack, plan - basically do everything, work tomorrow morning, then set sail for the campground.

Overwhelmed is an understatement. Heat indexes are to reach 100 over the next 2 days. There is a heat advisory out. I don't know. It might be worth it to wait a day. Sad.

My challenge will be loose the next couple days. I have so many other things to do, I can't guarantee that I will be able to get my walks in and count all my calories. I'll do my best, but I really feel dragged when I get my period lately. My mom and grandmother had hysterectomies, and sometimes I wish I could just have one. Both of them hemorrhaged, so I worry that it might be what will happen to me, too. This thing really is a curse.

On a good note, I'm glad I weighed in on Monday, since today is a heavy day. Although it was only 1 pound up, so I'm hoping that's a good thing, and maybe by next week the scale will reflect a bit more of a loss. We'll see. Slowly but surely the scale has been moving, and I'll take what I can get.

Now on to balancing my checkbook and planning our meals, ignoring the heat warnings and cramps in my uterus. Wah.