Well, today has been a complete bust. It started out with me weighing in at 216.6. I guess that eating out with my Mama was worse than I thought. I only ate half of it at the restaurant that night, but I had the other half for lunch yesterday. Ugh.
That sort of depressed me before I ever got going good – 3 pounds forward, 2 pounds back.
Then today I had to start baking and prepping my orders for this weekend. It started out with tasting the frosting I had just made – making sure the texture was just right because it seemed a little thick.
Then I ate cake scraps. If any of you have ever had to trim a cake for any reason, you know that top you cut off for leveling is the best part. Did I mention it was chocolate cake? Yeah… I was done for. I popped one bite in my mouth and then another and another.
As if all of that weren’t enough, I had chocolate milk in the house. I wouldn’t really consider that dessert, but I certainly didn’t need it after everything else.
And since I had already ruined the whole day, I just sort of gave up and threw myself a pity party. I didn’t binge on anything, it was just one bite here and there until I felt completely defeated.
But tomorrow’s a new day, right? If only I didn’t have more cake to do….