The bad news is that I didn’t hit any of my exercise goals on Friday, and I didn’t even try to stay within my calorie budget over the weekend. Oh, and that McDonalds does not always agree with me (and the less said about that, the better…).
But that was the bad news. The good news is that I’m down 2.6 pounds, which means that I’m (slowly) turning this around. Granted I’m at 235.6 lbs, which is heavier than when I weighed in after finishing my test, but I’ll take it as s good sign anyway. After all, I’m working to get back on track after months of not trying particularly hard. It takes time to recover from that.
I even have a plan for Thanksgiving, believe it or not! It’s called “moderation”. Well, moderation and making everything from scratch (as much as possible – I mean, I don’t have room to grow my own corn ad wheat and potatoes in my condo, and the HOA would probably be utterly unreasonable about raising and then butchering a turkey), and for some reason homemade stuff always seems lower in calories than store-bought or restaurant food. Maybe because I can control the portion sizes better at home?
Yeah, that’s probably it. At home, it’s easier to package up the uneaten food for use as leftovers. At a restaurant, on the other hand, I tend to be all like “better eat this so I can make sure I get my money’s worth”.
Am I off track, here? Maybe. The point is, my plan is make everything from scratch, and don’t make a pig of myself, and keep exercising. It seems workable.