It
looks like I'm in a stall. It was a rough week last week and I gained a pound
and lost a couple. I am down 47.2 pounds since surgery. I didn’t go to the gym
at all this past week and lost pounds. When I go to the gym, it seems like I’m
not losing anything. It doesn’t make sense. I threw my husband a birthday party
this past Saturday for his 30th birthday. I made so much food.
Meatballs, cheese ball, chicken, and a bunch of more stuff. I also ordered this
amazing cake. It was too expensive not to taste. So I did. I ate cheese and
crackers like it was going out of style. I was convinced that I gained 2 pounds
from eating cake and crackers. I also had a bite of a Panera turkey sandwich at
work – yes, with bread. I feel guilty, but when I see the scale go down, I feel
better and I justify the fact that I ate like shit. I feel like I’m repetitive,
but this is my journey.
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