I was really proud of myself for how well I did at the Pike Place Market on Saturday. I stayed away from most of the junk. I did share a very hearty grilled cheese sandwich, but I only had 1/3 of it and the rest of what I had were fruit & veggie samples and a handful of nuts. I admit I had half of one small personal cheesecake (about the size of a tangelo) from The Confectional but still I stayed within my points for the day. My boys and I did a LOT of walking around and we were all bushed by the time we got home at the end of the day.
SUNDAY, however, was a different story. I started off well enough but by the end of the day had not just gone off track, but had crashed and burned at the bottom of a ravine. Ugh – and the day before weigh in too! WHY the heck do I sabatoge myself like that? What reason could I possibly have for wanting to stay fat? I weigh in tonight and can only hope that even though I wasn’t as good as I should be, I was better than I have been so maybe I’ll see a loss.
