5 weeks in
Had my weigh in this morning - down another 1.5 lbs! yippeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
I already wrote about my pizza on Wednesday night. Yesterday, we spent the day in Baltimore. I brought my own cereal to snack on on the way down (the bus trip included a sausage/egg/cheese/butter bagel - NO!) and an apple, but lunch and dinner were on my own. No one was hungry for lunch, but I was starving, so I split a salad with Colt while everyone else was having drinks. I stuck to water and we shared a hearts of romaine salad with grilled chicken, lemon oil dressing, goat cheese and sea salt. It was pretty good and definitely helped fill me up. 2 club sodas hydrated me too!
My parents were going somewhere expensive for dinner, so Colt and I wandered around trying to find something more reasonable. I ended up ordering a seared tuna appetizer for my dinner with a side salad. The tuna had some kind of rice vinegar/soy sauce sauce and since I wasn't really sure what it was, I didn't have too much of it. Salad had oil and vinegar that I put on myself, so it was mostly vinegar. I also snuck some fries from my honey's crab cake platter! uh oh! More water and unsweetened iced tea helped out my hydration.
Before we headed home, we stopped in a Hard Rock Cafe. At the bar, I did go for a drink - Club soda with mandarin vodka and a lemon wedge. Not the yummiest drink I ever had, but it was nice to have a drink.
When we got home around midnight, I was STARVING (we ate dinner pretty early) so I had a half a glass of 1% milk (Colt will NOT drink skim milk, so we compromised) and my JC toffee bites. It was kinda fun having a midnight snack that was "allowed"!!!
So I am happy with my choices and I am happy with my weigh in.
The only complaint I have is my weigh in timing - in a way, Sunday morning is good because 1. I get to weigh in in the morning before I eat anything and 2. It helps keep me accountable for my actions over the weekend, which are usually the toughest. The problem is, I feel like I can't indulge at all because I have to weigh in the next morning. That's what happened Colt's birthday weekend - I ate well, but I wasn't perfect. I had a great time. If I would have had that same meal on a Wednesday, I would have had plenty of time to "counter-act" it with water (for the alcohol) and some added exercise (for the extra 500 calories). Weighing in the next morning just doesn't allow for that. That stinks. Colt and I are planning a really nice dinner in August and I told him it has to be on a Sunday or Monday so I can enjoy myself. It's not like I want to eat an entire cheesecake (well, I WANT to, but I won't!) I just want to not worry so much! I know I can change my WI time, but I don't want to give up that morning slot. Aiyaiyai!