LL Day 119 - back on the wagon?
Nope!
Monday came - new day, new dawn, new life for me, as the song goes.
My resolve lasted until about 10.30 .... We have a tradition in the office (one which I ignore) that on your birthday, you bring in cakes. One girl who was celebrating, brought in lots of cakes from a fab French patisserie, Paul. I had every intention of ignoring the goodies (I work on a different floor so it's usually easy) but, bless her heart, I didn't go to the cakes, so she brought them to me! A gorgeous slice of chocolate mousse cake.
Seemed churlish to bin it. Plan was to just have a mouthful to taste. Anyone who knows me, knows that really isn't an option. Once I start, there's no stopping til it's gone. So, I shovelled in the lot. Small in quantity, big in calorie!
To compensate, I only had two foodpacks. Not really a sensible way of doing things, but I had weigh-in.
Ah yes, weigh-in. Am at almost 4 months now. I had *really* wanted to get to the 4st barrier, which would have meant a loss of 5lbs. Usually doable, but given that for two consecutive weekends I've fallen off the wagon in a major way, a little unrealistic.
Now, I knew it was unrealistic. Didn't stop me being really disappointed when the scales showed only a 3lb loss though.
Still, it has made me more resolved than ever. Have no social engagements this weekend so I ought to be able to stay on plan. We have the caterers in the office today, I just need to steer clear of the lovely food.
Pub quiz night this evening. Two of the other girls in my team are also LLers so it shouldn't be too hard to stay on the straight & narrow.