Getting ahead of myself

Oooh I do annoy myself sometimes. After the last post my inner dieter automatically interpreted a 3lb loss as license to act like a complete and total porker. What did I have for my tea on Saturday night? Half a tub of sweet popcorn at the circus.

Um…HELLO? I love popcorn, but I’ve never stooped to actually having it as a meal before.

In addition, the mothership pulled out of legs, bums and tums on Sunday morning with a nasty bout of gastric-band-exhaustion (the kind of exhaustion you achieve when unable to consume more than 200 calories a day with the recent tightening of a gastric band) and I was too chickenshit to go on my own.

Sigh.

It’s going to be a right royal pain in the bum to even maintain my loss, let alone improve upon it this week. As partial pennance last night for my slovenly diet ways, I sentenced myself to eating cabbage with my tea (instead of tatties) - and how about it, I actually quite enjoyed it! Now if I could only break my recent obsession with homemade bread I might be in the clear.

Tonight’s plan is to eat green things and go to the gym for some unspecified amount of time. I’m building beds for profit tomorrow (a workout in itself) so I have to make tonight count. Too bad I feel so tired I could just happily curl up in a corner and snooze my way to 2009.