I weigh myself everyday. Sometimes multiple times a day. I like using it as a barometer for how well I did the day before, but I only 'count' what it says on Tuesdays. When I was doing Weight Watchers (many times over the years!) I would always work it so that I weighed in on Friday morning or minimum Saturday morning so that I could pig out over the weekend. I was obviously not THAT serious about weight loss then, even though I thought I was! I chose Tuesdays this time around, because I go to Bible study every Tuesday and because we are a one car family that means I have to get up early every single Tuesday to take Rob to work. Since that was a system already in place it just made sense to me, but it does mean that the weekends are no longer 'free days'. Not even a little.
Anyway, yesterday was a little underwhelming. It was the first time in 5 weeks I haven't lost anything. I didn't gain, but wasn't too excited about seeing the same number two weeks in a row. Especially this early in the journey! I feel like the size I am should be throwing up Biggest Loser numbers every week!! On top of that, yesterday was Rob's 30th birthday and he wanted Outback as a treat. I planned ahead and counted what I was going to have, and knew that between church and a photo session and car trade offs I wasn't going to work out so I would definitely be over by about 285 calories. No big, giant deal. After church all of my friends typically go to lunch at Chick Fil A to let the littles play some more, and I hadn't planned on going, but decided to last minute. I planned again, erasing what I was planning on having (salad and veggies) for nuggets and fruit. When we sat down the man brought over nuggets and fries instead. I can't tell you how packed this place was, but I can say with my 5 friends alone we have 8 kids between us and we were not the only play group there! I decided "forget it!" and ate the fries for 300 extra unplanned calories. I haven't had fries in a month, and people say your taste buds change after you start eating better, but let me tell you these were like warm, waffle pieces of heaven and I don't regret one ounce!
I don't know if you're adding this up, but 285+300=585 over for the day. And zero work out. It didn't make me feel great about my choices, but I'm trying really hard to not let guilt play a huge factor. I don't want to shame myself into a smaller size. I want to make good decisions so that when I am finally thin I won't think "I've made it! Lets eat!" Though I may celebrate with another round of fries...
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