Monday + Tuesday = EPIC FAIL
How sad is that? I couldn't even get through the first two days with staying on track.
I started off great. Had my oatmeal, nuts, and raisins for breakfast. Had some rice, chicken, and veggies for lunch. Ate a fiber one snack bar (mocha chocolate is thee best!). Then had this conversation:
Bf (we'll call him Satan): My mom gave me some money. Let's go eat out tonight!
Me: No, that's ok. I've been doing really good. I'll just eat whatever your mom cooks for dinner.
Satan: Pleeease? I want us to eat together and then we'll watch a movie. It'll be the last time. I promise.
Me: Ok, you talked me into it.
I don't know who was the bad guy there...him, for not being supportive and tempting me; or me, for not resisting temptation?
(I know it was me.)
On the way home, I stopped to get something at Kroger. Well, since I was going to eat out tonight, I had to get a pack of Rollos and continue to devour the entire pack. If I was going to ruin my day, I might as well have ruined it good, right?
The rest of the day went like this:
Cheeseburger (notice I didn't say Little Cheeseburger...if you've been to Five Guys before, you know what this means), some fries, Cherry Coke, that pesky pack of Rollos. Satan's mom cooked dinner, so I had to eat some of that. Good thing it was something I wasn't too fond of so I didn't eat much of it.
Continuing on to Tuesday...
I messed up Monday, but it was only one day so I just needed to get back on the wagon and continue on. Easy, right? Wrong!
Breakfast: oatmeal, 1 T raisins, 1 T almonds
snack: grilled cheese sandwich with tomatoes
lunch: McChicken, medium fries, medium coke
Snack: 2 hostess cupcakes
dinner: arroz con pollo, carrot soup, handful of Doritos
I'm a horrible, horrible person. Not really. I'm just not very good at telling myself "NO! You can't have that."
I feel so much better to get it all off my chest. Hopefully, having the world see what I pig I am will snap some sense into me.