I have had a week of great food and awesome walks and a positive attitude, so I was excited to hop on the scale Wednesday morning to see how my week was going. Uh….did NOT expect a GAIN???
It doesn’t even make sense. I would say that 90% of the time, when I step on the scale, I know if to expect a gain, a loss, or to stay the same. I was blindsided, and quite frankly pissed off. Usually with a gain, I’m just mad at myself, but I wasn’t sure WHO to be mad at, so I chose the World.
Then I spent the rest of the day completely sabotaging myself. Truly. What the heck is THAT all about?
I was going to brunch with my daughter at 11:00, and had decided a banana would be all I would have before we met. Then I ate a Protein Bar anyway! It was 5 PPV. Fine, I’ll eat a salad, no biggie. Nope. I ordered half a Paradise Salad and half of a Paradise Chicken Sandwich. It had mayo on it…..and I ate it! Still not a terrible decision, but I would have done better with just a salad and not eating the bread and cheese and mayo on the sandwich.
I really had a great time seeing Tess. She always makes me laugh. After brunch, Tess had things to do (she drove home from college for the day to do a few things)and I went on with my day. One stressful situation after another came up. ANXIETY set in! I wasn’t going to tell exactly what I ate, but I was going to post the Points as best as I could. Screw it! We all mess up sometimes and do stupid things. I ate, throughout the afternoon, four Nutrigrain Strawberry Cereal Bars, and four bags of Baked Lays Chips (one of each flavor out of the box from Costco). There. I feel better. It’s like confession I suppose.
I have my OWN plan where, when stressed out, and wanting to binge, I set the timer for five minutes and make myself think about what has me wigged out….what can I do about it….and will eating anything really fix the problem, or simply add to my anxiety. Well, I guess I lost all control and forgot my OWN plan! Urg.
It’s weird sometimes how we can have such great advice, then not follow it ourselves.
Everything continued to go downhill. Things broke, I tripped over stuff, the dog pooped in the house…….one of THOSE days. Mike called, I was cranky. He called again later, I confessed my eats, to which he replied. ” I thought something didn’t sound right in your voice”. Geeezzzz , I love that guy. When he came home, I told him he was really lucky that I am the kind of person that can admit when I have had a rotten day and that I’m being a total bitch. He agreed that he really was lucky. (the man has a ridiculously large amount of patience)
I went outside and took my frustrations out on this with some sandpaper. It was my grandma’s, and I think I have a fun idea for it.
Here is my dinner….Veggies and two pears.
Brunch on Thursday with a friend who ALWAYS makes me smile!
(only fruit to eat before brunch!)
“love the life you live, live the life you love”