Leaded Sweater?

Day four.

I wish I could skip ahead and see if I do good or not. If only hindsight were ever an option! I'm doing okay, I can't say I'm not and that I'm not putting in effort, because I am. Yesterday I only lifted some weights because of the puking incident. I didn't want a repeat. I did eat okay though. Thought I did kick ass until I realized I forgot to add in the peas and the stuffing. My family gave me odd looks as I whipped out the measuring cups to make sure I had appropriate portions.

Tonight is beef stew... how the heck am I going to figure that out for calories? This is the hard part for me. For things that have an accumulation of ingredients that I have to guesstimate on. I could make this my one meal a week where I can eat whatever. I was kinda saving it for Sunday though when my Mass. family comes up. It should probably be tonight though. In that case I'm making beer bread to go with it!

Maybe. I know if I do I'll feel guilty the whole time I'm eating it, and then I'll curse the scales when I step on them in the morning. However, I won't be wearing my new sweater. Apparently the damn thing weighs 2lbs on it's own! Back to just the jammie bottoms and the tank top for weigh-ins. That was a little discourging this morning when I stepped on. It was also a relief when I saw the digital readout was less after removing it.

Today I feel so off my game. Not diet wise, just walking, talking, breathing wise.

In TMI news, I still haven't pooped.