Okay so I've been on plan for the last week. Doing awesome. Patting myself on the back, totaly motivated, super pumped, my own cheer squad
,likely driving my family crazy with my ra ra sis boom ba! Staring temptation in the face and saying "I don't think so!"
Then today came. I woke up with all the best intentions in the world. I was Op all day till supper at my moms. Then I had Brocoli and salad with vinaigrette instead of Ranch and chicken. Good, right? But the chicken was so good I had a wee bit too much. Then there were 4 pies. (mom was cleaning out the freezer) Apple, blueberry, strawberry rhubarb, and caramel apple. *sweat*
So I cut a tiny piece of apple and a teny sliver of blueberry. I had 2 bites of each then said Nope! that's enough I shouldn't have in the first place. The I took my daughter to the movies. We had been planning to go all week. I was not hungry. But when we got there...I had a pretzel. AND a frozen yogert.
Sigh. I'm so ashamed. To make matters worse its bedtime and i haven't worked out today. First time in 5 days.
What the heck?
I guess I just need my but kicked.Thought I'd come on here and fess up. Be accountable. i know I'll get back right on track tomorrow but as I see it everyday I mess up thats one more day further away from my goal.