...CLUNK...

That was me falling off the Weight Watchers wagon.

Yup. 

I have to admit this past weekend, although I did make some very good choices, I didn’t keep track of everything I ate. I even broke down and bought some Mike & Ikes. It’s not like I wasn’t eating or anything but I felt as if I was starving. I mean, I felt like I hadn’t eaten all day right after I ate a meal.  It was weird. I suppose skating 13.1 miles and then walking 20 miles (literally, as I have my pedometer as proof) the same day used up a bit of calories and my body was protesting.

Well, I’m sure I have fed myself plenty since Saturday but because I had a taste of certain things I felt as if I could just eat what I dang well wanted today. I mean, I had NO willpower at ALL! If this is what an alcoholic goes through when he gets a sip of alcohol after a long while I totally understand the disease now.

This morning one of our vendors dropped off bagels and cream cheese and I ate one.  THEN!  The girls went to Caribou and picked up a hot apple blast for me.  Do you know how good hot apple cider tastes with a bagel and cream cheese???  It’s “like a party in your mouth” like my Weight Watchers leader Judy would say.  I say it’s more like the best damn combination of morning food ever – we are talking people dancing topless on tables in my mouth kind of party.

 

Tonight is weigh-in, people.  It doesn’t look good.