I’m so frustrated with this. I didn’t update my weight yesterday because I was too embarrassed. I had a good excuse being that it is that time of the month and my weight does tend to go up with it. But come on! How hard can it be to lose 5 freakin’ pounds? Before Christmas I was so close, within 0.4 lbs of goal. Now I’m sitting 3.8 lb away from goal, almost back where I started from.
I’m angry with myself because despite the hormones I did not eat well either. The hormones are a thin disguise for the truth, I probably would have gained weight this past week regardless. I did not get my eating under control. I had one working lunch in which I caved and got french fries. I had another night this week when the fridge was bare and I was starving at 4pm. I wanted sushi. Mike wanted a salad and a sandwich. Both relatively options healthy if the right selections are made. We got pizza. With cheesy bread. And creamy garlic sauce.
On top of all that, I was stuffing my face with these huge chocolate truffles all weekend. I don’t even know how many calories they had. I could have flipped the box over and looked but I didn’t care. I ate all but one. After weighing in on Monday, I threw the last one out. This was more of a symbolic gesture than anything else. I needed to throw it out to tell myself that I didn’t have to eat it. No one has to know if I inhaled their lovely Christmas gift or not. I hope this works.
If I can manage to stay on track this week, continue getting “shredded” with J. Michael’s DVD, I should lose weight next week. The lack of water retention alone should make it an almost guarantee but I don’t want to take my chances.