Yesterday was so awful. I just didn't care basically but I completely regret it now. I'm afraid to even step on the scale. I feel bloated and disgusting...
We had a cookout yesterday. DH made a bunch of delicious food and his family came over. They make full-fat food and brought over sweet potato casserole, scalloped potatoes, and brownies. We bought boston cream pie and lemon meringue for dessert. (Boston cream pie is practically gone, lemon meringue only has a small piece cut out, the piece I ate)
I had a small piece of steak, some bbq pork, a cheeseburger (with WW cheese and light bread), about 1/4 cup of scalloped potatoes, 1/4 cup sweet potatoes, small sliver of boston cream pie, and small sliver of lemon meringue.
Not so bad, right?
Counted up my points...went over my daily limit... (and Saturdays are my high point days since I am following the wendie plan...that is pretty darn bad)
The brownies...oh...they killed me
I had one...then another...another...
later another...then before bed time I ate the rest which was about 2 1/2.
I pretty much figured "I'm already over so wth."
Such a big mistake. I feel awful today. I can't believe I ate what I ate. I haven't done that in so long. Why did I do it yesterday?!
Part of me wants to blame TOM, because it hit me pretty hard. I know I can't fully blame it though. It is mostly on me.
I am needing some major support here.