I’m pissed. At myself, I guess. Today was week 2 weigh in, and I gained .8 lbs. While I know that isn’t much, and I should expect fluctuations, and it is less than a pound over Thanksgiving weekend, I’m still pissed.
Why? Because I didn’t splurge. I didn’t go nuts. I didn’t eat potatoes, I ate one small piece of cake because it was fewer points than the brownie I really wanted. I took walks every day; TWO on Sunday. I tracked everything I ate. I obsessed over points values Thursday through Sunday, and saved all of my flex points through the week so I could enjoy myself. And I did! I had wonderful, healthy meals, ate big healthy breakfasts, snacked on fruits, the works. And still, I gained weight. Bahh.
So I guess next I need to try to figure out what happened/went wrong. I can think of a few things:
1. No matter how much you plan, the best intentions can still fail. I went to dinner with a friend I hadn’t seen in a long time. Before I went, I did the points values for a bunch of meals that I could have, so I could chose when I got there, and make educated decisions. Well, it turns out the meal I chose was absolutely disgusting, which left me snacking on bread. Though I counted every piece of that bread, and it turned out to be a good vehicle to get my daily olive-oil, it still didn’t help.
2. Serving sizes. Maybe my calculations are not accurate? And I am eating more than I think I am?
3. Cheese. It may be low-fat, but I’m still snacking on a lot of cheese. I’m counting it, and it is string cheese or laughing cow cheese, but still… cheese.
So today I am just overall BLAH. I also pouted for a good few minutes this morning, and then drove to work instead of taking the train (and walking…) which is a childish response to being upset about something. Today hasn’t really been a great day.