I tried the no weighing thing this week and it sucked. I disagree w/ my Therapist. I need the daily reminder, be it motivation or a slap on the wrist.
I had a 'bad' night Friday. We had friends over and I ate way more than I should have (but annoyingly never felt full!) Still I didn't go crazy, but it was crazy for me.
Tonight my husband and I went out for a nice dinner. I have been craving wine something awful so I had like a 1/4 glass. It was yummy - and I felt it! - good thing I didn't have a whole one. I then had two pieces of bread from the damn basket. I had meatballs and pasta. I ate two small meatballs and hit the wall. They were delightful but that was it for me.
Also? I am incredibly constipated and have my period. So, lovely all around. Between last night and today I've taken a stool softener, three Phillips' capsules and FOUR doses of Miralax aaaaaaand a big fat nothing to show for it. I feel like you could stick a pin in me and I'd explode flying around the room.
I take a fiber pill every day and I've been CHUGGING water.
Anyway, I weighed myself just to add insult to injury and it was up 5 pounds. FIVE. So, after I jumped out the window I came in here to blog.
Tomorrow, back to weighing daily, back to basics food-wise and for the love hopefully back to pooping.
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