Okay, I guess I need to update. I went down the road with good intentions. Well... I just lost it. I ended up eating what I wanted, resorting back to old ways. I went to the fitness room at the hotel 4 out of 5 days. I'm proud of doing that. It was kinda hard to ignore. There was a sign right outside of my door pointing to the fitness room. LOL I had never stepped foot inside a fitness room at a hotel.... the horror.. I'm supposed to be on vacation! But, I always felt better about it after I was done and the kids never even knew I was gone. I just woke my aunt up to say I was leaving. My best moment was walking down to the gym with my stuff in hand and a lady looked at me and said "We should all be doing that"
So, I drive over 12 hours home and I resort to junk when I had better things to eat. I felt bad about myself, but knew that I would just have to get back on track when I got home. I was exhausted!
We got in late Saturday night. Sunday, I apprehensively stepped on the scale. I didn't want to, but I had to see the damage that was done. +5.5 pounds
Okay, I can't go back and change it. I have to move forward. I had my cereal, logged all my food AND drank lots of water and got right back to working out. This is Tuesday and I am now down to +1 from when I left.
I'm assuming most was water weight. I'm right back on track! I learned a few lessons and I am not discouraged.