Monday, Monday, oh, did I mess up Monday. I took a trip up to Portland to drop off that paperwork and on the way home I thought it would be nice to take the kids to Red Robin (Yummm!) I looked at the menu, didn't really want a salad, so I chose a sandwich that I thought was healthier than one of the burgers, boy, was I wrong. The sandwich I chose, a patty melt, was 34 points! Good thing I only ate half, phew. I still went over for the day, but you know what, it's okay. I still have weekly points left (17 of them) and I still have activity points (9 of them) and my points reset Thursday morning. I think I can make it through Wednesday without going over all my points.
Due to the holiday, I can't weigh in on Thursday, I'll have to wait until Saturday morning. But, I think I am going to do okay. I'll only be looking for a stay the same weight, especially since Turkey (or Prime Rib) day is upon us. I intend on being restrained, eating a bunch of veggies and staying away from the really tasty stuff. Because, I am coming to believe this phrase, nothing tastes as good as skinny feels. I feel so dang good that my former fat pats are too big. That my skinny pants are starting to get loose. That the pants that I want to get into are just a few more pounds away. I relish the thought when my too small pants will become my too big pants....and then I'll go shopping!
I intend to say goodbye to Women's, Plus-Sizes, 1x, 18W clothes forever. I want to shop in the regular sizes again. (Something I haven't done since before I got married!) It will take work, but maybe by this time next year, it will have happened.
I have lost 1/4 of the weight I want to lose in 2 months. In 6 more months, will I finally be there? Maybe I'll give John a great 40th birthday present by being a skinny wife. Here's hoping and working hard.
Night all.
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