I'm only 12 pounds away from a 100 pound loss, and just 17 pounds away from being at the halfway point to my goal. I feel like I should be so happy and excited, but instead I feel all "bleh."
Most likely it's because I've felt stuck for a couple of weeks. I've had to be away from home babysitting, haven't always been able to make the best food choices given the circumstances (although admittedly it was just sometimes easier not to), and have had to reserve any walking for early mornings.
I figured I'd feel better as soon as I had some time to myself, but my first day off we had to catch up on running errands all morning and then go to the BF's mom's house for her birthday. She made tamales, where I tried to consume a modest amount (and remained hungry) before being informed we were going straight to the theater with the rest of the family, and we had to hurry if we didn't want to miss the show.
Yikes! Heading to the theater while hungry? Not good. So I ended up sharing some popcorn with the BF (no added butter at least) and got myself a bottle of water (I've done amazingly well with the no soda thing). I was tempted to get candy but steered clear of that. I'm not sure how many calories I did end up having but I'm sure there was a ton of sodium.
I've lingered around 272-273 for a little while now, and just realized that it's my TOM so maybe I'm doing well, despite the trip-ups I've had in the last few weeks. And when I think about it, even with the trip-ups I'm still eating a heck of a lot better than I was before I decided to make this commitment.
Anyway, once the BF gets home tonight we're gonna go grocery shopping and I'm gonna put myself back on track again. Plus I'd rather not obsess about the popcorn, pizza, or tamales I've recently eaten, especially when I've been staying on plan a good percentage of the time and haven't binged at all.
I think I feel a little better now that I've vented.