I had a pretty good weekend. I went over by about 150 calories on Friday, BUT I'm okay with it since I still tried super hard and I was starving by the end of the night so I let myself have some ham and cheese so I wouldn't go to bed miserable. It was a night out with friends and since I didn't have many calories to spend, I tried to be careful. I did sort of impulsively have a watermelon agua fresca at the art show we went to, but I reigned myself back in afterward. I didn't have the free (well, donation-suggested) beer I was originally planning on. We did all go to a bar at the end of the night and I only drank a grapefruit flavored vodka with soda. I kept perusing the menu half-wishing I could have some fried food but I remained resolute.
Overall, I made some healthier choices over the weekend that I am proud of. I let myself splurge on things that were worth splurging on. The Sunday brunch at Urban Eats had much more "worth-it" food than the Saturday breakfast at House of Pies, so I'm glad I ate the croissant and the brie and the mimosa at the former and had a basic, healthy plate at the latter.
I'm about a week and a day away from the 4 week mark. I will be weighting myself every 2nd Tuesday of the month. I'm a little scared to. I feel like I'm making a just-right amount of change. And if I only see a 2 pound loss over the past month, I'm afraid of feeling like "fuck this shit" and go back to pigging out every day. But hell, even if I only lost 2 pounds a month... over a year, that would be 24 pounds lost! Which is better than gaining 30 by eating in my default way (pigging out every day). So even if I only lose 2 pounds a month - I'm going to try to be cool with that.
I'm feeling confident about this strategy of eating strictly within my 1,840 calorie allotment Monday through Friday and then on the weekend not tracking, but just trying to make some healthier choices where I can and then splurging in a thoughtful way. I like the break I get and the freedom I feel. Weekends have always been hard for me. Eating at a calorie deficit for 5 out of 7 days has got to make a difference, I'm thinking. And over time I can decide to push it out to 6 days and maybe even 7 eventually as I get stronger.
Overall, I made some healthier choices over the weekend that I am proud of. I let myself splurge on things that were worth splurging on. The Sunday brunch at Urban Eats had much more "worth-it" food than the Saturday breakfast at House of Pies, so I'm glad I ate the croissant and the brie and the mimosa at the former and had a basic, healthy plate at the latter.
I'm about a week and a day away from the 4 week mark. I will be weighting myself every 2nd Tuesday of the month. I'm a little scared to. I feel like I'm making a just-right amount of change. And if I only see a 2 pound loss over the past month, I'm afraid of feeling like "fuck this shit" and go back to pigging out every day. But hell, even if I only lost 2 pounds a month... over a year, that would be 24 pounds lost! Which is better than gaining 30 by eating in my default way (pigging out every day). So even if I only lose 2 pounds a month - I'm going to try to be cool with that.
I'm feeling confident about this strategy of eating strictly within my 1,840 calorie allotment Monday through Friday and then on the weekend not tracking, but just trying to make some healthier choices where I can and then splurging in a thoughtful way. I like the break I get and the freedom I feel. Weekends have always been hard for me. Eating at a calorie deficit for 5 out of 7 days has got to make a difference, I'm thinking. And over time I can decide to push it out to 6 days and maybe even 7 eventually as I get stronger.
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