July 5, 2005 at 11:24 am
Another week, another pound. Honestly, I’m glad I lost any weight this week because I totally went off the diet on Sunday and Monday. Not just slipped, but plunged head first off a 90-foot-cliff.
On Sunday I had a fender bender in a parking lot, so I was stressed for the rest of the day. My brother’s birthday was on Monday and he already had cupcakes and ice cream in the house which I indulged in during my poor mood. I then had some more cake and ice cream on his actual birthday. Then, my mother made snickerdoodles on Friday to bring to a 4th of July celebration and I ended up eating 4 or 5 of those, though I told myself I’d just have one. (Ha! Nice to know I’m still self-delusional.) So, God knows I had a couple thousand extra calories this week.
The funny thing is I had forgotten how much better I feel on average now that I eat well. I enjoyed eating the cake and ice cream, but two hours later I felt like crap. Insulin overload! It’s so not worth it. Granted, I ate a bit much as is my tendancy with sweets. I guess it’s good to fall off the wagon like this every now and then because it provides me with the ability to contrast my pre-diet and diet life. Diet life is so much better.
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