Bad Day Yesterday
Sunday, February 12, 2012
My boyfriend and I celebrated our Valentine's Day yesterday because he left on a business trip this morning, so we're going to miss the actual holiday. We went to our normal Valentine restaurant, Oceanaire, and had a veritable feast: crab cakes, oysters, New England clam chowder, sole, snapper, and an awesome flaming baked Alaska for dessert. It was delicious, and I enjoyed myself. I chose a healthier entrée than the butter-filled shrimp scampi that was catching my eye, and I avoided ordering any wine or diet Coke and stuck to water; those were my small victories for the meal.
First of all, I am NOT gonna beat myself up for this. I don't feel at all guilty for enjoying my meal yesterday. I ate sensibly the rest of the day, and anyway, I'd expected for a high caloric intake. I knew I'd be going over my limit, and I consciously permitted it. So... no guilt.
I'm pleased that I'm right back on track this morning, though. No cravings (well, maybe a little craving for chocolate, but I won't give in to it!). I'll probably have strawberries and pita with hummus for breakfast. I have to get to the gym sometime today, but I don't feel like it yet. I'm so used to working out at night, and it takes so much out of me that I usually fall right asleep. So for now, I'm just going to go through my strength training, and I'll wait for an hour or so before bed before heading to the gym.
I was originally going to weigh myself today -- Sunday -- but I decided to wait until Monday. I think it's because it's easier to talk myself into quitting on a Sunday. I don't do anything on Sundays; I sit around and do schoolwork, and there's a high potential for moping. On Mondays, though, I'm a busy girl: I work all day and then I go straight to the gym from work.
I'm afraid of what the scale will say, though. I hope I lost something, just for this first week. If I don't see the numbers change again, that's fine... but if this first week of hard, hard work didn't pay off even a LITTLE, I'm going to be super duper upset.