I had an off weekend for the first time in 18 weeks. I started phase 2 on Friday and it was going great. Then I decided, after many people pulled the "you need a free day every now and then" "one night isn't going to make you gain 50lbs back" "blah blah blah", that I would have a few drinks for my hubby's birthday. It wasn't because of the things they said, more because I had been stressed with school, work, his party, the diet, and I just decided a few wouldn't kill me. I had been thinking about it in the days leading up but thought I would be busy enough to just not do it. Boy was I wrong. I had 3 12oz cups and that's it. The problem is, I forgot to eat! I was having fun and chatting with people I hadn't seen in forever and just didn't get hungry. At about 11 I went to the snack table and grabbed a few pieces of cheddar cheese and a deviled egg. Then I grabbed 2 bottles of water and sat back down to make sure I didn't have anything else I wasn't supposed to.
Yesterday was a weird day too. I got up later than normal since we still had company at 3am. I made coffee like always and put half my shake in it and drank it. I was bound to get back on track after the night before. Well, I took a nap and never finished the other half of my shake. Then I had a big salad with 2 boiled eggs and a tiny bit of ham for lunch. I started doing homework and next thing I knew it was about 7 or so so I ate a 4oz burger. I wasn't in the mood for veggies and was just plain lazy. I fell asleep before having my bar.
So, this weekend has been a bust for me. I'm up 2.4lbs from Thursday but I figure it's mostly sodium. I'm going to drink my coffee and my whole shake now and get back at it. Enough is enough. So, 18 weeks straight and not one weekend got the best of me. Believe me, I've been through weddings, funerals, parties, holidays, my husband's band playing various bars, and much more so I'm not sure what was different this time. It happened. I'm not mad. If I wasn't so determined to get back at it today or if I had ate yesterday away, then I would've been upset. I know what I need to do and that this week may be a total bust, but I did it to myself. Life goes on.
On a good note, I got to see a lot of people I haven't seen in forever and they all had great things to say about how I look. I heard, "where's the rest of you" and "did you give up eating" quite a few times.
