I'm really embarrassed about this. But I know I have promised to be honest about my wieght, so even though it was a terrible 2 weeks (with vacation thrown in there) I went to my WW metting. I gained 3.4 lbs. Holy cow!
I am suddenly an eating machine. I can't seem to stop myself. Have you ever heard of "Last Supper Syndrome"? You know, where you subconsciously believe that it will be the LAST TIME you ever get to indulge in your favorite foods? That is what I have been like. On vacation I had fried seafood platter (did I mention I love sea creatures breaded and fried?), salmon oscar, chips, Mexican food (Oh how I LOVE Mexican food!), and TONS of ice cream...and I paid for it at the scale. I don't know why I can't get my brain to register that I can still have my faves in moderation. So my goals for this week are to really push the water to get all that "bad" stuff out of my system, exercise 15 mins a day, and also to get some fruit/veggies at the farmer's market to snack on so I don't go on the rampage! I raise my water bottle in a toast to a better week! Here, Here!