My experience with the scale right now was not so good. I am up THREE pounds. You would think that I completley stuffed myself all weekend, but thats not even the case. Saturday the plans changed and we ended up going to a different restaurant for dinner and I enjoyed some healthy salmon instead of all the meat that I thought I was going to be eating. I had the salmon and some vegetables, and one glass of wine and it was wonderful. I felt good about staying on track and continued my healthy behaviors yesterday too at my cousins birthday party. I skipped on all the snacks that were sitting there in front of me, skipped on the alcohol, and filled my dinner plate up with fresh pineapple, salad, and since the choices were hot dogs and brats, I had a hot dog without the bun. I was feeling really good about that.
Then came the cake. It was not my birthday party, but my aunt made me a birthday cake since my birthday is on Thursday. I was so shocked and it was a very nice gesture. However, then I felt that I had to eat a piece since she went to all that trouble. I had a small slice and it wasnt even that great. For me, I dont mind indulging in things that I truly enjoy. For me, this cake was not something that was worth it. Now I am paying the price on the scale (and sorry for the TMI - in the bathroom as well). All day I have been bloated, sick to my stomach, and I feel as if I could fart myself into outerspace. It is such a horrible feeling to have and I hate to look at the scale and know that despite my best efforts, it wasnt good enough. Its hard as well knowing I am still going out to eat two more times this week and I know by Friday, I will probably not even want to face the scale.
I will have to just do my best and even if things still arent great on the scale, I know they could be worse if I was really letting myself go overboard. I know when this is all said and done, the scale will be back down.