Saturday morning before I wrote the previous post I weighed in at 155. I then ate all sorts of not-so-great things for me, and Saturday evening AFTER I wrote the previous post I went to happy hour and ate calamari and coconut prawns and downed two (TWO) cocktails appropriately named Grapefruit Nirvana. YUM.
Sunday morning I woke up at 155.
That right there, my friends, is called MOTIVATION. I was ALL ABOUT dropping another half pound by Monday. I COULD DO IT! I ate only things I KNEW were okay and I put in a great run. Great meaning: did not think about stopping the entire time. Also, if I ever write a YA novel I am going to have to thank 1) Taylor Swift and 2) my treadmill.
This morning I woke up at 155.5.
Maybe it took an extra day to put on the weight? But looking at my food log, I think what's more likely is: I didn't eat WELL on Saturday but I didn't eat a LOT. Yesterday, all I could think about was snacking, and even though I was snacking on cottage cheese and diet-approved cereal bars and hard boiled eggs, I ate a LOT.
I've noticed that trend in my food log since I've started it. There are some days I just tend to eat less - I'm busy, it's hot, I don't have anything in the house I feel like eating, I might have snacked but I had a salad for lunch - and those are better weight loss days.
So. NOTE TO SELF. Cottage cheese is not healthy if you eat nearly the entire container!