Ugh...had a bad night last night.
I have been AWESOME at staying on plan, seriously, big pat on my own back because I never thought I'd make it this far. For some reason, everything just clicked. I've faithfully lost at least a pound, usually 1.5-2lbs every week even over the holidays.
But last night was just awful. I weighed in yesterday morning, and I was down 1.5lbs. It started out as "eh, I'll give myself a bit of wiggle room today." I had a few bites of popcorn when we went to Avatar (amazing movie, btw). A few bites turned into a few handfulls. After that, I just thought "well screw it, I'll just have a bad night this once." I ended up drinking several drinks after the movie, AND my friends convinced me to make chocolate cookies, so I had a few of those too. I didn't binge like I would have a few months ago, but I definitely had more than I needed to.
So now I just feel guilty. I am glad that I didn't get the same satisfaction of eating out of control that I used to. Eating cookies and drinking alcohol is SO not worth it. And I have a tummyache which is a good slap on the wrist, haha.
Back to plan for sure today. I'm trying not to be too hard on myself, but...I just feel like I let myself down.
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