So lots to see- lots to do-- but also lots of poor choices to be made on the food front. Looking back it had the mania of the holidays when food choices and hubub seemed intertwined and I felt lousy much of the time. So between being away from my comfort zone of food control ( yes I could have packed food), and wanting to go back to a time when you went with the flow on vaca- I failed miserably. It isn't that I ate so much volume- but the choices were either to sugary- like B&B breakies, so that I dumped. or too spicy like the Thai fish cakes we shared, or I was starving one night so I ate my little Wendys deluxe burger too rapidly and wanted to be sick, or I ate my first bit of Bruesters' icecream- and got sick again! and if not at the toilet- I was laying in repose as they say so the nausea, or hot sweats, would go away...oh, and I didn't even mention the Philly Cheese steak I tried to eat a few bites of-- at least that didn't cause me probs-- probably the most beef I have eaten in 4 months! oh, wait the capper was on the way home-- Steve stopped at the rest stop and I went in to buy a bit of lunch to share--and something like an old mouth hunger desire possessed me and I bought Phillips fried fish plate( I deluded myself in to imagining giant fluffy Captain D's fillets where you have loads of white fish and can pull off the crust)- ugh... 1.5 tiny flat little fillets- not too bad- but I ate about 8-10 fries too- and OMG was I feeling lousy and guilty after that!
So there- I feel like I don't dare get on a scale for a week- I can't face the let down I did to myself!-- Again I must say quantity was not the issue- altho it is much more volume than I eat at home- but nothing in comparison to normal eating.
In exactly 1 week I am winging my way to California to spend 9 days with my youngest-- I intend to walk each day in hopefully beautiful weather and eat healthy - as she does. But still, out of my home environs I am anxious- seriously- and packing up my protien powders etc is a must.
There I have confessed- I was a bloated, fat mess! or at least I felt like one and I it is all I can do this morning to force my eyes forward instead of back- and it ain't easy ! Last week I was all hyped up because I was told by my lying scale I had lost 2 lbs in 2 days and I was soooo happy! then right before my weekend I got on it again and it was back to normal! ( not that it is bad) but now I cannot trust my digital scale! So have I whined enough?
My bottom line concern is- I lose so slowly anyway- even post surgery- I am always afraid I have screwed something up permanently to keep me from losing the last 30 or 40 lbs. I am going to get my butt in gear now- and walk my whimpering 90 lb pooch! and then off to buy some fresh produce for the week!
Thanks Guys for stopping by currently - I guess- at 191! ( last week I was celebrating 189- leaving the 190's behind- falsely!) down from 248 last year this time! Still a loss of 57 lbs is a win win anyday.
