Waaah. Am v annoyed with self.
I had brilliant plans for coping with the event this weekend. In context, this is the end of week 2 on CD and have been doing really, really well, and was on track to lose enough to take me up to/past the first stone marker at my WI tomorrow night.
Been to a family party, and worked out how to deal with the bbq. Take a plate, eat small amount chicken and salad, circulate. Didn't work out. SOOOO didn't work out.
No barbeque.
No circulating.
Instead, cold buffet.....I joined in. Perhaps I shouldn't - but, hell, I did.Ok so I tried to make reasonable choices - studiously avoided rice, pasta, potato salads. However, did eat - edamame salad; beetroot, hb egg, coronation chicken (yikes). And the worst, cheese, crackers, pate. Oh and a small amount of (thin crust) pizza. Like the fact that its thin crust makes a difference.
And puddings. Less said the better.
No circulating - everyone sat down to eat, so plan of losing plate uneaten didn't work either.
What I did manage to do was not drink. Had to keep going up to the house to get water, but otherwise had orange squash, no doubt full of sugar - EVERYTHING soft was sugary...coke, lilt, oasis, juice. Gah. I did take a glass of red wine but didn't like it at all - i normally love red, so either my system just couldn't take the alcohol, or it was a nasty red (unlikely - a decent Merlot) so I accidentally spilt that.
I'm SOOOOO disappointed with myself, and now dreading my WI. I'm glad I went to the event, but wish I had more self control.
Today's lesson: planned weekends off don't work for me unless I just bin the whole thing and go bonkers.
Sorry. Whinge. Just so disappointed. In the grand battle between Liz and Ethel this weekend, I have to say Ethel has won hands down.
On the upside (there has to be an upside!) I didn't immediately think 'right thats it I've blown it' and stuff myself full of breakfast (had nothing - just coffee/mint tea and a choc shake) and then compound the error with crisps and chocolate and other service station nasties on the way home. Nothing since I got home. The idea of food makes me feel a bit ill. A lot ill.
Am drinking water like its going out of fashion, but I don't hold out much hope for the WI tomorrow night. We shall see.
However - great party, really glad I went, even though its caused me a bit of a hiccup!
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