Last week was a pretty good week. My older son and I attended 3 days of Cub Scout Day Camp, and I managed to keep the weight stable through that. I slid through a snack day at work without causing too much distress. (Up two tenths of a pound, the smallest increment my scale will measure)
Then, came Friday. We spent a weekend in Southern Illinois visiting family. We had long ago decided that we wouldn't burden others with our dietary choices, but would instead try to fit our diets into their food framework. Ha!
Friday night was McDonald's in the car. They have some healthy foods, but the only South Beach compliant items on their menu are salads, which you can't eat while driving.
Saturday morning was reasonably healthy, but Saturday Lunch was with my boys, my father-in-law and brother-in-law at Buffalo Wild Wings. Again, there ARE a few items on their menu that fit the lean meat, low carb lifestyle that I'm supposed to be following. And my entree was one such (a grilled chicken wrap). But adding the giant basket of fried stuff that our table shared probably ruined any hope I had of staying healthy.
Dinner Saturday night was the sort of meal that was "almost" compliant (my father-in-law grilled)
Late Saturday night a few of us went to a Mexican restaurant late and had appetizers and desserts. Ouch.
Sunday breakfast, by request, I was very, very bad. I made homemade biscuits and gravy for my in-laws, and it was so good that I had two servings. With real pork sausage and not the turkey stuff I use at home. With real butter in the gravy, not light oil of some kind. (At least I held myself to 2% milk instead of whole or cream).
We skipped lunch, but dinner was Fried Chicken and a slice of pie.
Not only am I up several pounds this morning, but I spent a big chunk of the night being sick to my stomach. :-(
Serves me right.
On to the new week!
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