I was a baaaaad girl
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I was a baaaaad girl
| Sun, 10-23-2005 - 6:42am |
Well, this weekend did absolutley nothing for my weight loss goals, except to put them further out of reach. My husband had two days off, the first he's had off in quite a while. So, we did what we usually do together--we went out to eat. Which would have been ok, if I had anything resembling willpower. I haven't told my sweetie that I am trying to lose weight because I was afraid he would unconciously sabotage my efforts. Turned out, I can do that all on my own. I started out by not drinking a bunch of water, because I didn't know when I would be near a bathroom. I didn't want to wind up running around town and be in need of a restroom every 5 minutes. By the time we got to the restauraunt to eat lunch, I felt ravenous. So I got a huge taco salad with all the stuff on it that is taboo. Like sour cream and guacamole and shredded cheese. Then, we came home and watched tv for a while and then took a nice, long nap. When we woke, sure enough, we were hungry again. I figured I had already blown it at lunch, so I decided I would eat whatever I wanted for dinner,too. So,it was off to Jack-in-the-Box for us. Where instead of ordering a salad or a grilled chicken fajita pita like I knew I probably should, I ordered the Spicy Chicken Sandwich (fried chicken patty with mayo on white bread) and Seasoned Curly Fries (large, of course). And 3 egg rolls w/ sweet n sour sauce. Sorry if I'm making anyone hungry. If it makes you feel any better, though, my stomach hated me come about 3am. I hadn't eaten greasy foods in over two weeks, and my body let me know it was an idea that lacked wisdom. Let's just say I spent the rest of the night regretting all the fried food. YUCK!! I started getting back on track this evening at dinnertime, though. Turkey Meatballs w/ stir fry vegis and low-fat ice milk for dessert. And I have my trusty giant glass of water beside me as I type. So, hopefully, I haven't destroyed in two days what I've been trying to do for 2 weeks. I'm not sure how well this is going to work in the long run if I don't 'fess up to my husband what I'm up to. Maybe I'll get lucky and he won't notice my going to the bathroom every hour to pee! LOL
I do have some good news to report in all this. That first morning, I went to get dressed and noticed that my panties and jeans didn't fit right. I looked down and discovered the reason-- they were a little too big! Yay! They aren't that baggy now after my weekend binge, but I figure if I drink my water and eat my vegetables like a good girl this week, they will be baggy once more. Here's hoping.
I do have some good news to report in all this. That first morning, I went to get dressed and noticed that my panties and jeans didn't fit right. I looked down and discovered the reason-- they were a little too big! Yay! They aren't that baggy now after my weekend binge, but I figure if I drink my water and eat my vegetables like a good girl this week, they will be baggy once more. Here's hoping.

Well bless your heart. I know where you are coming from though. I have a splurge day every friday and my splurge DAY turned into a splurge weekend apparently. It was breakfast that messed me up both weekend days. My husband LOVES to make biscuits and gravy and other goodys on the weekends. He looks forward to it all week, so i cant just let him prepare this big ta-da meal and only HE eat it. So i eat it and i only eat one biscut and one piece of sausage, etc but still...by the time i am through i have eaten a 600 calorie breakfast. It is just wrecking my diet. I have to find a way to tell him...look, it is great that you like this stuff for breakfast on the weekends but i DONT. So i completely feel your pain. At least you just had ONE bad day...not three like me. ha ha.
That is WONDERFUL that your pants are looser...i LOVE LOVE LOVE that feeling. That goes back to what my WW leader once said...nothing tastes as good as slim feels. And that is the absolute truth.
Stacy
You're doing great! You put the bad day behind you and moved on. For me, if I started a binge, I can keep at it for days with the "so what I've already ruined it" attitude. Concentrate on eating good and think of that bad day as a splurge reward day. After all, we'll be doing this for the rest of our lives and we have the right to splurge in every now and then.
And about telling your husband, there's an idea: why don't you keep it a secret for a little longer and leave it till he notice? Once he notices the baggy pants and see how hard you've worked, he'll be less likely to sabotage you. And once you say "no" for the fries, he'll respect that cuz it's already working for you and that makes you the expert. Just my opinion.
Mary
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