Shoot me now

Last night I decided to try on some one the clothes I brought up with me but can't quite wear yet. I figure it has been three weeks since I last tried, why not give it a go. It ended up being a major bummer. I went to bed depressed, wondering why the weight isn't falling off of me. I haven't used real butter in almost two weeks and I am working out. I did take Wednesday off but I was working on that project for me class (BTW - I am all done with the class now. Just waiting for my grade.) I went in yesterday, walk/ran for 55 minutes.

I was lamenting to DQ about this, and he said just wait until morning...see how you do on the scales.

This morning I jump on the scales and see that I have a half pound weight loss. I know, I know...it is better than nothing, better than a gain. But still. The only thing I can think of is that at dinner I have not been watching my portions as well. I caught myself the other day wolfing down a second fajita like it was no one business. Night before last we had ka-bobs and I probably had too much meat. So...while I will still enjoy eating whatever I want today (there is a cherry crumble waiting for me!) I will start being more careful about what I am eating at dinner.

Speaking of dinner, last night was grilled chicken, salad and corn. I made a big grilled chicken salad and my mother-in-law said to me "are you on a diet or something?!" I just shrugged my shoulders. UGH. I don't want her knowing. I don't know why...I just don't.

I'll let you know how the Cherry Crumble is. I am headed to the cherry capital of the world today. Maybe I will get another one!

til tomorrow -
Mummy Q.