Weighed in at 271. I seriously don't know if I'm proud or disappointed.
Proud, because I went crazy at Red Lobster, and I was really lazy this weekend.
Disappointed, because I should have known better and worked harder.
Let's go with proud, because I would really like to come out of this weight loss thing with intact self-esteem.
Thursday was boyfriend's birthday (did I talk about this already?). I didn't work out, in fact we laid in bed all day. We had endless soup, salad, and chips at Chili's for lunch and then I made battered shrimp and smashed potatoes for dinner.
Friday I didn't have time to work out or even pack food for work. I ended up having 2/3 of a small pit stix and an orange for dinner.
Saturday we slept in late, I woke up and made quesadillas for lunch. I made a whole stack thinking I would eat two of them, but then boyfriend ate my share. I made another quesadilla for myself, half of which I gave to him because he was making starving puppy eyes at me. Truth be told, I'm happy those calories didn't end up on my ass, but neither of us really needed it to begin with.
I was feeling crummy and restless, and when boyfriend asked if I was going to the gym I took it as a suggestion and booked it out the door. It felt wonderful... cabin fever is a bitch. For dinner we celebrated boyfriend's birthday at Red Lobster, we had the parmesan crusted shrimp and crab dip, way too many cheddar biscuits, house salad, and the majority of my seaside shrimp trio.
Sunday we had breakfast burritos consisting of huevos con chorizo and potatoes. I should have stopped at one burrito, but I was so impressed that boyfriend made huevos con chorizo all by himself that I took an extra spoonful. Boyfriend set the crockpot for chile colorado and I just knew that I would have trouble controlling my urges, so we went to the gym together. I did three miles in 32:40, my first mile in 10:54. I was booking it AND IT FELT SOOOO GOOD. I set my playlist to a Britney Spears shuffle and got to work and I have to say... that shit is motivational.
I've been much more consistent with the Diamox, I don't know how it got so bad but I'm happy to say I'm back at the regular. It helps me more, I can feel it, plus I do like the water pill properties. After the bathroom this morning the scale was steady at 271. This is going to be a rough week with work being so different and finals and blah blah blah. Blah. That's how I feel about this week.
26X before Christmas. I CAN DO IT.
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