I got my period last week, and boy howdy did it ever derail me. I've been an eating machine for over a week, and I'm up a couple pounds. I've been feeling really shitty about it, feeling down and hopeless and that I'll never lose this weight, but today I'm saying fuck that attitude and I'm back on the horse. I seem to be able to let myself lose control when it comes to my hormonal cravings, but as soon as my period is over, I have a hard time letting myself get away with it because there just aren't any excuses left.
I'm pleased to say, at least, that while I abandoned my dietary restraint this week, I did not abandon the gym. I still went every day, which is probably the reason I only gained 2 pounds back instead of 10. I didn't, however, go to the gym this weekend, or last, which sucks. If I don't go first thing in the morning, I get wrapped up in relaxing in front of the TV with Jeremy, and then we get up and get busy on the house. I think this weekend I will have to make it a goal of mine to go at least once. If I can go twice, maybe I'll buy myself something pretty.
I forgot to have breakfast while I was at home this morning, and strangely enough McDonald's seems to have the best options for breakfast if you skip the fatty and fried stuff, so my default Oops-I-Forgot-Breakfast breakfast is an Egg McMuffin without butter, and a small coffee (regular) - 335k/35c/13f/17p. Not bad, all told. For the rest of the day I have fresh raspberries, cucumber slices, yogurt and tuna. Also some clementines and an apple in my desk fruit basket if I so choose.
Two steps forward, one step back.
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