Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Ugh. I always have excuses. My last blog entry was about breaking that 200 and how I always seem to self sabotage. I did well yesterday. I took two walks and even managed to stay within my calorie range even though I was up until 1 a.m.
I'm an emotional eater (aren't we all?). And today has been a very emotional day. I over reacted over a situation with my son. I invited my mother (who has always been fond of saying things like, "You don't sit! You LAND!" and sending me brochures on bariactric surgery) and my aunt to visit me from Oklahoma for my birthday in October. I'm sleep deprived and exhausted to the point of tears. One of my pet peeves is when women use PMS unnecessarily to excuse them from inappropriate behavior. But sure in enough, this afternoon, my OTHER Aunt came for a visit (TMI moment for the day).
Using all these excuses, I let my husband, otherwise known as "The Enabler", to take me to Red Lobster for dinner. They have an all-you-can-eat shrimp special right now. I've only eaten at RL two or three times in my life. To be honest, I wasn't that impressed. Granted, it wasn't bad, but it really wasn't even that good, either. Of course that didn't stop me. I literally ate 1000 calories over my suggested limit, all of it at dinner.
This is the first time since February that I've gone that far off my diet. I should consider that alone an achievement. But as I lay here on my sofa, bloated to discomfort, I'm feeling pretty crappy.
BUT! Tomorrow is another day. I've had my "Cheat Day" until the holidays at least. Maybe now that I've gotten it out of the way, I'll strive even harder to break that 200. I go to Camparet Belly Dance Camp in October and I'm determined to lose 15-20 pounds by then. I will do it!