Today I'm at 203.8. This sucks! I had lots of work to do today. George and Brian went to Indy to get auction stuff and I stayed behind with Dan to get some packaging done. We didn't finish but got some massive stuff DONE. I have been dreading some of it ever since I put it on MONTHS ago. So I feel like I got a lot accomplished at work today.
I started my day with some water. I am trying to be more mindful of my water intake. I decided to go for pre-digested protein for breakfast in the form of frozen chicken nuggets, nuked of course. I set aside 10. I logged it as a nibbled, but found myself getting stuck and feeling miserable so I stopped at 6, not bad. I skipped lunch today as I was working. I skipped the water too as there is no restroom at the warehouse, SUCK!! SO I leave work at 3, it is hot as hell there. Garrett and I decide to have a nice dinner together and finally settled on Steak N Shake. Not the best, not the worst. I know I have 950 calories left and it's now 4 pm. I decide to get the fried chicken salad. I am delighted to find there is about 2 strips worth of chicken on it, so not too horrible. I know I better go slow and low with it cause I am gonna have trouble. Sure enough, I was stuck on every single nibble. 30 minutes later and 1/3 of the way through, I threw in the towel (or napkin in this case). I had enough! I was tired of being in pain, not being able to breathe, and looking like a lunatic. Garrett wanted dessert and I decided it was ok for me too. I proudly ordered the cookie sundae. It was the most amazing experience. I could eat as much as I wanted as fast as I wanted and NOT be sick. Slides right down. Tasted pretty good too. When it was over, I knew I was in trouble. I had no business bypassing lettuce for ice cream. NOOO! I totally did it. I left with my tail between my legs and went home to face the situation (on thedailyplate). Turns out I was about 300 calories over for the day but when I entered my activities (packaging for 2 straight hours) it left me with a deficit. I still felt bad. I knew it wasn't right. I just shouldn't have done it, I can't remember the last time I had so much buyers remorse over a cookie. After I stewed for a couple of hours and waited for George to get back home, I decided I could make it right by working out. I did just that. I went to the gym and out-did my latest high- 1 hour, 3.2 miles, & 308 calories. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day. I really wish I had gone to the store to stock up on my band food.