I don't know what it is about that place. I don't even like thighs and wings, and yet I ate them any way. And mashed potatoes. And gravy. And a coke, because hey, I'm already splurging. I'm so upset with myself. I'm way over my calorie count for the day and I haven't even hit dinner time yet. Not to mention the sodium intake. I'm going to be back up. I'm so afraid I'm going to see that stupid 250 again. And if that's true, then I have nobody to blame but myself.
Tomorrow is another pro-act class. They are getting Mexican delivered, and they were teasing me because I said that I was going to bring food in instead, pressuring me to just get a taco. It's hard when people are saying "you look great, you should let yourself have a treat." But that's not what I'm here for. I'm trying to lose weight, not just to look better but to be healthy. And trust me, I do not feel healthy after that damn fried chicken. It wasn't even worth it. If I was going to splurge so bad, I should have at least made it worth it.
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