I seriously considered not weighing in yesterday. I knew I was up a couple of pounds and I thought seeing it on paper would depress me. Why bother have someone telling me what I already knew?
I went to the meeting anyway, because I like the meetings. I like the leader, the message, the people and, well, I pay for it. So I went to the meeting, but wasn’t sure if I would step on the scale until the moment I walked in the door. Then I decided why the hell not. Knowing the real number would hopefully call me to action to not over do it this week.
I’m up 1.8 pounds. That’s actually not bad at all. Although I tried really hard this past week, there truly wasn’t much I could do. Simply put- I’m bloated. And I am always up a couple of pounds when everyone’s favorite Aunt is in town.
Sidebar: I’m sitting here watching “Inception” again and it totally is making sense to me now.
Anyway, yesterday I stuck with my plan of free Saturdays. I ate pretty much what I wanted. What I wanted included pizza and lemon pepper wings. I’m glad that I got it out of my system.
This morning I am back on plan. Egg whites for breakfast (with tomato and onion) and two strips of delicious bacon. Mmmmmm…bacon. Later, baby and I are going for a nice long walk in the magnificent sunshine.
I have a lunch and a reception this week at work. Those will be my challenges. I have no idea what they are serving at the luncheon, but I selected the menu for Wednesday so I can plan for that ahead of time.
I am determined not to have another bad week!
How do you bounce back from a bad week of dieting? What motivates you?