I'm not looking forward to the scale tomorrow.
Twice in 2 nights in a row, I've had arguements with a relative over the most stupid stuff--- RIGHT in the middle of eating dessert (*both times).
(*NOTE: I did get back on track this morning & afternoon on my eating-- until the 2nd flair-up happened again after dinner/into dessert again for the 2nd night in a row.)
Obviosly, I overate due to feeling pissed. But tonight, after I overate again-- I threw the crap into the garbage bin and went out for a lovely 20 minute walk over Seattle.
Then went back and watched a romantic comedy with friends.
I know I messed up BIG time and I'm woman enough to own it come the scale tomorrow morning (*monday).
I think its the stresses of arguements & eating out (even with a calorie book to help make educated caloric estimates) several days in a row for the first time after losing 133 lbs & an exercise schedule that's not consistent like in a gym.... that had me eat too much.
I do very, very much look forward to getting back on my eating/exercise routines on tuesday! *I'm following my own advice right now anyway of getting back on track by dumping the rest of the dessert into the trash & taking a walk outside in the hilly area of Seattle.*
Learning from my own mistakes, ugh. Its the self-loathing I hate afterwards from overeating that I hate. Now, I'm venting on 3fatchicks, time to move on, sigh.