Food for thought, or how bad is that food you just ordered
Stepping on the scale this morning was a bit of a shock. I knew it wasn’t going to be good, but didn’t expect what it said. For nearly 2 weeks now, I’ve been averaging around the 165 pound mark. It fluctuates a little each day, but Tuesday-Friday are usually right at 165.
On Friday, I weighed in at 165 exactly. I had my normal meals throughout the day, followed by Chinese take-out for dinner, and a couple of slices of the kid’s pizza. I knew I was going to be doing yard work afterwards, and then walking the dog, so a few extra calories weren’t the end of the world.
Saturday morning, I weighed in at 165.2 pounds, which is about normal for me after Friday night. I usually gain .2 – .4 pounds on Friday. I then went to the gym, eat my regular meals, etc. However, we ended up going to an Irish pub for dinner. I ordered a calamari appetizer, had a salad, and an order of fish and chips. I didn’t finish the appetizer, or the second piece of fish. I also had a Guinness.
I walked the dog a little later that night, and felt miserable most of the night. Actually sick to my stomach from all the greasy, heavy food.
I woke up Sunday morning, and weighed in at 166.8 pounds. This is actually pretty normal for me, I average about a 2-3 pound weight gain over the weekend. But, I wasn’t really prepared for what all I was going to eat on Sunday. I went to the gym Sunday morning, had only a salad at lunch, and waited for the moms to show up.
Sky made a wine punch, and a small cheese and cracker appetizer, since we were going out to dinner a little later. We ended up going to Carrabba’s for dinner. I shared a calamari appetizer with Leon, which we didn’t finish, and some bruschetta. My main dish was the chick trio, which had 3 grilled pieces of chicken in different sauces and mashed potatoes. We all decided to get desserts afterwards, and I had some insane chocolate dish. Sky and I also split a bottle of Merlot.
Within about 30 minutes, I felt horrible. Almost to the point of throwing up on several occasions. I didn’t even feel like walking the dog. I put Anais to bed, and then pretty much fell asleep on the couch about 10 minutes into the movie we were watching. Sky woke me up, and I decided just to go to bed. As most everyone knows, I usually don’t get that much sleep, and a rarely go to bed before 2 AM.
I got on the scale this morning, and weighed in at 169.2 pounds. That’s a 4.2 pound gain since Friday, and 4.0 since Saturday morning. Looking back, it’s easy to see how I got so fat before. I would eat like that all the time, several times a week in some cases. I won’t be letting that happen again. Back to the program this morning, and a little extra working out for good measure.