Weekends are my downfall. That's the main reason I choose to weigh-in on Saturday mornings, before all the nonsense can occur.
Had a good breakfast this morning. Egg over-medium on toast with a slice of cheese and a little mayo. It has quickly become one of my favorite go-to morning meals!
We skipped lunch in lieu of a shopping excursion.
Dinner was out at On The Border. I had never eaten there before, and it was quite good! We all split some queso and chips. My meal was a plate of chicken enchiladas with cheese and a cream sauce.
Besides walking through the store, I had no exercise today.
The one positive was that I had no pop at all! I had a glass of cranberry juice with breakfast, lemonade with dinner, and water throughout the day. It's not a large amount, but I'll end up with a total of 24 oz before I go to sleep.
This behavior isn't what will make changes in my life and in my body.
The next two days will be hard, as we'll be away from home. But there's no point in "waiting" to start anymore. I keep waiting and waiting and putting it off, and here we are. 235 pounds later.
No more waiting.
