Weekends

Weekends are usually harder to keep to any kind of diet. Is it like that for everyone?  Of course, I think of Saturdays as my "cheat days" because I think everyone deserves a chance to eat something very delicious without feeling guilty once in a while.

This time, I did end up tracking my food, the good & the bad, just because I need to be in the habit of doing that.  I ate at lunch with my parents like I normally would, and WOW. The calories were HUGE.  I didn't even feel like I ate that much, but it was what I ate that really put me into "Who do you think you are, Michael Phelps?" range.  Okay, not that bad, but near enough.  The even worse part is that I know that there have been days - weeks - months - where almost every meal has been that crazy calorie filled.  Even if I wasn't eating a lot, and there have been many many times when I thought I was doing okay because I wasn't cramming much food in, I know what I was eating was bad for me.

I'm heading to the doctor this week to get a bit of a check up. Mostly I'm curious to be weighed.  I know, right? Who WANTS to be weighed?  But our scale is very inconsistent lately.  I'll step on it once and get my weight, then step on it again and it'll be 10 pounds lower.  Um, yeah...no.  As nice as that looks, I really really need a real reading.  And a better scale!