So this morning's scale reading was not pretty. But not a huge surprise given the amount of carbs I have been eating. Yesterday I had not only a Panera cinnamon scone for breakfast (darn wholesalers bringing us goodies), but also pancakes at 9 p.m. Um, yeah, that's going to make the scale go up.
Not to mention since McD's brought back their Southwest salad, I've had one every day. They aren't that high in calories, but with the dressing it's over 1200 grams of sodium and that's a lot of bloat.
When my weight is up a pound or two, it's not a big deal. But I am now at my upper range and in the red zone of my comfort level. Gotta get it back down in the green zone.
I wrote down everything I ate today and stuck to my LAWL exchange plan and so far am at 1425 calories. I've got a yogurt and strawberries still to eat, and as long as I can keep myself from eating a bunch of junk in the middle of the night I'll stay on track. I'm going to keep writing stuff down until I get my weight back down in the 150-152 range. And then who knows, maybe I'll keep it up and actually make it to goal.
I also ran 5 miles tonight. They were slow and sloggy, and I'm not sure why but I just wasn't feeling it. It happens, I know, and it's probably just an extension of the hormonal garbage I've got going on right now. But at least I was out there.
We are hopefully not going to get hit by the worst of the storms coming our way. The weather man said that Kentucky and Tennessee are going to get the bad stuff and we are in for some rain and thunder until midnight but then it's supposed to stop. Jill said they got slammed with bad storms last night and it was coming my way (thanks for the head's up sistah!). I'm hoping we are gonna dodge this batch.
I'm watching American Idol on the DVR as I type this, and I just have to say it--what is up with the skinny jeans? Simon was right when he told Carly she needed someone to dress her. I can say this because I have hips--you cannot wear skinny jeans tucked into boots unless you are a stick. It doesn't work if you're curvy. I would never be caught dead in some of the stuff she and Ramielle wore. Carly, please stop wearing those awful clothes. Okay, rant's over.