So…
I might have taken this little “plateau” (what a ridiculously benign-sounding word for such a nightmare) a little personally.
It might have been when my weight loss stalled.
For over a week.
It also might have been the day I ate exactly 1260 all day.
And somehow GAINED 2 pounds.
I’m sure that was some kind of cosmic test but as I said, I took it a little…personally.
Not only did I fall off the wagon. I LEAPT.
Thanks to that little calorie counter booklet I blogged about earlier this week I can say with full authority that a slice of Costco Combo pizza set me back 680 calories. And the small Baskin-Robbins scoop of Green Mint Chip ice cream set me back about 270. That doesn’t take into account the fact that I still had breakfast, and lunch, and a couple fruit/veggie/coffee-type snacks earlier in the day.
Total overall caloric day’s damage? In the millions. (still less then 3000 calories)
I figure when I get on the scale tomorrow morning having gained 12 pounds at least I earned it by eating something other then egg whites, wheat bread, and edamame. *sigh*
Back on the wagon tomorrow.
Any advice?
Tags: 31 flavors, Baskin-Robbins, Costco, Costco food court, falling off the diet wagon, mint chocolate chip ice cream, pizza
The scale is a liar. Don’t trust it. Trust your pants. The fit of your pants (or your bra for that matter) is a far better guide. After all, when you walk outside, no one sees the scale number, but they can tell if you look good.
Says the woman who’s headed off to Weight Watchers after a while so she can get on that scale.
don’t fall off forever CK! you can beat that scale into submission, i just know it!!
Thanks Connie, I appreciate it. (Hope your weigh-in went well!)
And Caitlin, I’m determined so I consider this a temporary bump in an otherwise promising road. (Although it still really ticks me off. LOL).
Have a good weekend everyone!