No Apologies. No Excuses.
Well, I weighed in this morning, and I am up a pound. OK, OK. What went wrong? Well, on Wednesday ate pizza for lunch—not one slice but two. I ate it even though I remembered the Weight Watchers advice I'd heard when I was doing that program to lose weight—you know what you eat can show up 48 hours later. And I ate it anyway. I could hear Dr. Oz's voice telling me about all of the fat, salt, and bad carbs, and I ate it anyway. So, as my newest hero Julia Child would say, "No apologies. No excuses." It is what it is. A mistake.
So what can I do different this coming week? Drink the water I should drinking. Exercise like I'm supposed to be doing. And cut out the pizza—at least pizza covered in sausage and cheese. BTW: I'm not the only one who had a run-in with pizza last week. Ann has an all too funny story to share. You gotta wonder, though, when things like this happen is it a sign? You decide.
As for what I did in the dietary department the rest of the week, it wasn't too bad—although I could've done much better. I've been keeping a diet journal—at least part of the time. So something else I could change is to keep it all of the time. Why is this a struggle? I'm lazy.
But this is not defeat. It's a wake up call. One success: I did exercise four days this past week for a total of 12 miles (117 miles since I started).
One last thing: There's still time to enter the CSN Stores giveaway. It ends September 8. That's all for now.
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