Weekends suck when you diet. I blew it this weekend. My own doings.
Remember that jinx I thought I removed from myself after the last post? Must’a not.
Anyways, bad weekend full of good food and friends has me feeling bloated and blah today, but I’ve packed my Special K breakfast, and got myself a huge salad with Chick peas and slivered almonds and FF dressing for lunch and a banana for a snack, and I’m good to go and back on track.
Weekends are so hard. WHY? I have self-control (or so I thought)…I seem to do so much better during the week when I have a schedule…work keeps me busy so I don’t have a problem there, but when I’m home all day on weekends, it’s tough…even though I worked my butt off in the house this weekend, I doubt it counteracted the food.
Just have to step up workouts this week and hope for the best next weekend. We’re having a fancy tea party for the girls’ birthday party on Saturday, so I will be able to figure my calories before hand and behave myself.
At least it’s not taking me weeks at a time to get back on track anymore…I have found the control to jump back on when I should…which actually should have been 2 days ago, but hey…today’s pretty good