Greetings!!! As you can see, I had a major victory this weekend by managing to maintain the weight I have worked so long and hard to reach. I am so very happy about this, I am sure I don't even have to tell you. And let me just say that it was a truly, truly crazy weekend. Super fun, but busyyyyy.
So I ended up passing on going out to dinner Friday night. My fan club was disappointed (hahaha), but I I felt I needed to do a little weekend damage control before the catastrophe ever hit. That was good. Then on Saturday night when I did go out, I scanned the menu for something lo-cal. No way. Deep fried alligator cheeks? Super nachos? I don't think so!!! I ordered a hamburger with no bun, no fries and no chips. The dipsy doodle waitress brought the bun anyway, so of course I HAD to eat it. I totally justified it though- you would have loved it. I decided I needed something to soak up the 64 calorie beer I was drinking so I didn't get a buzz. lol. Then I nursed the beer for the rest of the night and ended up the designated driver. Perfect. No more calories. No worries.
Unfortunately, I didn't get any exercise this weekend either, but I did manage to eat well the rest of the weekend. One of my favorites has become my chicken taco. It's a lowfat tortilla with fat free sour cream, salsa, chicken, shredded cheese and spinach leaves. It is soooo good and you can eat it hot or cold. Marvy, I'm telling ya!
But the recipe aside . . . I was secretly hoping to drop even 1/2 pound over the weekend. That was a pipe dream. I am faced with hormones that want to do the jitterbug these days, and it completely messes with my weight loss plan, not to mention my psyche. I'm crying like a baby as I'm watching The Biggest Loser on T.V. I mean seriously. Can you spell "ridiculous"? Pull yourself together lady!!! Someone has to be eliminated for Pete's sake! Good gravy! The irony is almost too much, isn't it?
So this week I have keep on it, get to the gym, eat right, and shake off the extra water weight. And I'm distracted because I'm surrounded by water. Inside and out. No. Really. I have flooding around my house of biblical proportions. Water is NOT my friend this week. Gurgle. But I'm grateful for the victory of maintaining my weight from Friday. And I am grateful for the strength to continue to journey. God doesn't give us more than we can handle, and I strive to see in myself what He sees in me. And when I do, what confidence and strength I shall have then, eh? Yea. Biblical.
Alright so I'll be back tomorrow. And a big shout of congratulations goes out to my friend R., who I ran into over the weekend. He's lost 26 pounds of his own since the beginning of January by giving up the five C's: cola, chips, cookies, candy and cake . . . AND his beer. Woohoo for brandy, I guess!!!
And I'm out. Blessings and peaceful slumber to you all.