Love/Hate Weekends

It's 12:20 as I write this, and I'm getting ready to go make lunch.  (Grilled cheese for the kids, salads for the dieters).  We've got laundry going, the dog has been walked and bathed, beds are made, kitchen is clean.  We're even mostly unpacked from our trip.  (True confession, the office is a mess, but it was just too tempting to write in my blog instead of cleaning)

I love weekends like this (3 day weekend for adults and kids alike).

But . . .the piper must be paid.  Saturday morning, before we left on our trip to visit an old friend of my wife and her new baby, I hit my latest intermediate goal, and then a little bit.  Saturday morning, I weighed 226 pounds, which is 51 pounds less on my scale than Sunday morning May 15, 2011. 

The first part of the day, I behaved very well . . . a little bit of yogurt with fruit for breakfast, a snack in the car of whole wheat crackers and light cheese.   Starting at lunch, the misbehavior began.  :-)  Karen's friend made tacos, and refried beans, and Karen contributed sugar cookies (cut into snowflakes -- how appropriate).  The tacos were good, and I had two.  The cookies were good too, and I had two of them also.   For dinner, we had homemade pizza.  The "Grownup" pizza was meatless, with red beans as a substitute.  And we came away with the recipe -- something to try later.  The "kids" pizza was chicken and cheese -- and I had to sample that too.  We had a small snack in the evening.

Sunday, we were back to behaving, kinda. . . breakfast was at a Hampton Inn, and we tried to behave.  (Honestly, a much much lighter breakfast than I would have had a year ago, but probably a full day's worth of South Beach Diet meals.)    Lunch was finally something appropriate -- 97% lean smoked ham on whole wheat, with a slice of fat-free cheese.   Dinner, as a reward for children's good behavior involved golden arches, and SERIOUS lapses in the diet.

Anyway, TODAY we're being strict again, but the damage has been done.  In 48 hours, I added 5 pounds to my weight.   My wife, having much better willpower than I, managed to contain the damage to her waistline at 1 pound.

So, with some exercise and good eating today and through the week, I'm hoping to be back down to 226. 

Of course, my brother-in-law is coming to visit tomorrow, and later this evening the boys will be helping me make chili for dinner tomorrow night.  (We'll be pretty healthy, ground turkey and all, but still probably not a lot of weight loss tomorrow)

I still think it was worth it. . .