Damn french fries. January 25, 2008
So today.. 190.5!!!! Woot!
Even better, I was telling one of my coworkers the new success and my other other coworker says “wait, 190.5 what?” I told her that was my weight. She said there was no way. I told her I had been 196.5. She couldn’t believe it. She told me there was absolutely no way, she had me figured between 150-160. If only! But, that made me feel pretty good. Especially because she’s an RN, and has been in the medical field about as long as I’ve been alive. So, yeah. I may not weigh 150, but if I can look it, I’m cool with that too! (For the record, most people are shocked at my weight, or even my size. Somehow I guess I’m just better distributed?)
Well, food was not so good. I had my typical yogurt for breakfast, but no banana and skipped my snack. For lunch, nothing sounded good except McDonalds. Ew. I know. So I went, and swapped my typical crispy chicken sandwich for nuggets and splurged on the medium fries instead of the small. I figured I’d make it up at dinner. Nope. DH had to run an errand for work to Carson city, and so I went with him, otherwise I wouldn’t see him tonight. So we had In-N-Out. Ugh. Fast food twice in a day. Never good. Fighting the urge to feel guilty. But, this is life. I’m not dieting, I’m just living. And sometimes things don’t go as planned. No use feeling bad, just shrug the shoulders and work harder tomorrow. The sad thing is, I would have been totally within calories, had I not snacked on a pack of peanut butter crackers while waiting for hubby.
Once again, I didn’t make it to the gym. As much as I’m not a morning person, I think I need to start going in the mornings. I love working out at night, which works our perfectly when hubby is working (generally, Mon and Tues nights) However, when he is home, I like spending time with him. Fancy that! And, if I go in the AM, I don’t have the rest of the day to discourage me from going. It’s going to be difficult, especially because the gym doesn’t open until 6, and I usually have to be at work by 8. So, a bit of a tight fit. But, if I can get into the habit of planning out my clothes the night before, it might work.
In other news, I’m totally exhausted, our friend’s daughter is staying over tonight, and I have a big day tomorrow. Hoping I’ll get the bath in!
I’m the same way! People always take me for 135 or something like that. They never guess I usually weigh twenty pounds more than that (well, it’s 11 pounds now…). I just think it’s hilarious how shocked they get. I think you probably just have a lot more muscle than the average person, so you weigh more. You’re probably a mesomorph like me, which isn’t bad!