I got up yesterday and was so excited to be under 190! Apparently eating 1600 hasn’t been hurting me, my weight is still going in the right direction. But then i just did nothing all day. And even worse, i got snack happy.
Philip brought home some red licorice (i asked him to get it) and i got into the bag about 3 times. Once i got above 1600 i got the eff it attitude and took it as an excuse to eat more, “I’m already over my limit, so why not?” I ate several pieces of dark chocolate, a couple single-serv bags of cheetos, and then i finally decided to have a few mixed drinks. I kept track of every calorie and i ended the day at almost 2600 calories.
So i went 1000 calories over and didn’t exercise for several days. I slept heavy until 11am this morning. I didn’t know what to expect when i stepped on the scale this morning . . . up 2 pounds.
I suppose it could have been worse, but it really shows my self-destructive side. I keep telling myself i just want to get under 190. I’m planning to take it 5 lbs at a time this time.
I think the binging may have been a result of a not so good dinner. The spaghetti i made was bland, no flavor at all. So i think the rest of the evening i was looking for something to taste good. And i didn’t find a taste that suited me until i had the mixed drink. I love that pama, cranberry & lime drink.
When i dragged my ass up out of the bed, i knew the scale would be up. Now, thinking realistically i know the extra 1000 calories didn’t really make me gain 2 lbs. It’s just reflecting the carb overload. I am going to go back down to 1200 calories today and hopefully the 2 pounds will drop back off.
I forced myself to do my favorite 25 minute cardio first thing. And i hope i can talk myself into exercising again this afternoon because i know i won’t do it tomorrow after a long school day. I don’t know how you ladies that work full time make the time to exercise on the weekdays. I’m amazed by your level of dedication.
