So I got on the scale yesterday as Tuesday is my weigh day and I was up 4 lbs from my sneak peak of 314.2 on Friday. WTF?? Now I knew I might be up 1 lb, but dayumm! I wanted to pull my hair out! Scale you have failed me! I worked out everyday this weekend and Monday. I ate good on Monday, I drank my water, WTF?? So as I think on what I ate over the weekend: IHOP, Subway sandwich and Chuy's (and literally those were the only 3 meals over the weekend I ate). I think about all the sodium that may have been in all those meals I ate, and honestly I can't even be mad at the scale. I know at Chuy's I probably ate half my weight in chips, salsa and creamy jalapeno. Lesson learned: you can work out til you're blue in the face, but if you eat crazy sodium, the scale will let you know. Ughhh!!
With the scale situation of being up 4 lbs, I realized I
could be am an emotional eater. After I got off the scale, I thought fuck it, I'm not making my lunch, I'll pick up Mickey D's on the way to work for breakfast and I'll probably have a chic-fil-a "salad" (translation: on the way down to Chic-fil-a I tell myself I'm going to get a salad, get to the register and my mouth says a "A number #1 with cheese and a coke) for lunch. Way to get over your scale woes ChiChi...ad more weight to it so you can really show it who's boss....Somehow my senses started kicking in and I decided to eat a bowl of cereal, but I'll have that "salad." I was pissed all the way to work and while at work, but right before lunch I told my coworker about my scale issue that morning and she convinced me to stay my course and I did. Went to the caf and got a veggie plate (squash, mashed potatoes and black eye peas). I was happy I won that battle: ChiChi: 1 Emotional Eating: 0.
So far this week has been good, have already gotten in 3 workouts and plan on 3 more. Eating has been good. I cooked Chicken Divan from my favorite website
Skinny Taste. I'll post pics tomorrow!
Have a good night blogworld!
