I Fell Off the Wagon and Stayed Down in the Mud
Today’s Weigh-In: 314.4 pounds
It’s been a bad several days. I got into my new jeans last week, and then I completely fell off the health wagon.
I was doing some bills and found out I had some extra cash in the bank from not spending much last month do to my travels and my folks being up. So, like an idiot, I went on a spending spree (buying new clothes I did need, but the watch and black chelsea boots, not as justifiable but could be, the Conan comic trade paperback, not at all). And in addition to blowing some cash on stuff, I did the same with grub, eating like a moron (starting with freaking Long John Silvers last Thursday). And the gym? I didn’t even bother.
I hit a high of 319 a few days ago and have been working feverishly to get back down. Yesterday was my first real push back – I ate right and even went to the gym for some hard HIIT. It worked, as I dropped about three pounds in one day. But still, I end up with no weight loss this week at all, which just pisses me off seeing as I was close to ten pounds away from the 300 mark.
Oh well, I’m hitting it hard again from here on out, and making a plan to control my impulse purchases (making a list and waiting a week to make sure any purchases I want aren’t just whims but something I really want) along with my food plan.
Damn.