Yesterday I tried to really commit myself to getting back on track. I made sure to get up and go walking on all my breaks, I made sure to track all my calories, and I fully intended to begin (but did not actually start) my exercise program. Sadly, due to some last minute changes in plans, I ended up taking my son to IHOP for dinner.
Don’t get me wrong, here. I enjoyed taking him out, and he enjoyed having a “dad and son” pancake dinner. He chartered away, and told me about his day and a bunch of eight-year-old jokes, and generally proclaimed me the “best dad ever”. I had a great time.
I also assumed I blew through my calorie budget. Because, you know, I ad a Belgian waffle platter. So, imagine my shock when I finally ran the numbers just now and came in 100 calories under budget.
I did not see that coming. But, I succeeded!