I've done perfect all week, but today I just couldn't seem to make it one more day...
I actually did pretty decent today until dinner tonight. Friends called and said you choose- CPK (California Pizza Kitchen) or Chili's...of course I chose CPK, but that didn't stop me from eating 2 pieces of bread, ordering a diet coke, and scarfing my salad. I just weighed myself because of course now that I'm home, I'm stressing...and I'm UPPPPPPP further than weigh in last week. What the FRICK is my problem!? One more night! I couldn't wait one more night??? All day I was down...and right now I'm up 2.8 lbs since this afternoon. I know, I know....some of it will be gone by the morning. I shouldn't obsessively weigh multiple times a day. But for some reason, weighing brings me comfort, mmmkay? My roommate moves out next week and she's taking the scale...and believe it or not I'm a little secretly stressed about it. How am I going to gauge my progress during the week without the scale? I'm irate with myself right now.
I'm scared to weigh in tomorrow. I've been looking so forward to this all week. Now I'm dreading the morning. Help. Ugh. UGH.