Day 7

No update yesterday, sorry. Dave and I were out and about. We slept in, then went to a trade show for a few hours, came home, then were off to a board games night over at a friend's house.
Oh, and did she ever put out a spread. And of course I couldn't eat anything. Boooo-Urns. No, I'm lying. I had some cheese.
Anyway, I started my pedometer at about 1:10pm yesterday, and after all the days of it falling off and crashing on the floor, it finally broke. So no more step counts.

I weighed in at 153 lbs (Wii Fit)/ 149.4 (bathroom scale) yesterday. I would really like to know what kinda of things those scales talk about when I'm asleep at night.
Chugged down 54 oz of water yesterday, plus two glasses at the party and a bottle of the stuff.

Took my usual vitamins...as usual.

1:00pm
Beef aujouse - 3g
2 pinches of cheese - 1g


4:00pm
1 scoop strawberry protein powder - 3g
1 scoop Chi Pro - 4g

*note* I brought this to the trade show, but because the cap is fucked, I lost a little bit of it to my purse. And I didn't have enough water in my bottle (and I wasn't going to let Dave buy one for three bucks), so it was...kinda concentrated.


7:00pm
1 chicken breast - 0g
1 tbsp cream cheese -1g

*note* Ate RIGHT before we left for the party so I wouldn't be tempted AND hungry. Cream cheese on chicken is VERY good. Cream cheese on anything is good. Cream cheese is good licked right off the spoon.


10:00pm
5 slices of ham - 2g
5 pieces of cheese -2g
3 diet sodas - 0g

*note* I brought ham with me, and it was 1 gram of carbs per 100g of meat, and I have no way of measuring, so I'm not going to give myself the benefit of the doubt. I had maybe five slices of cheese, and once again, used my best judgment. I had two glasses of Diet Pepsi and a can of Diet Coke Lime. I felt bad about all the soda I consumed. It's just SO tasty. If it wasn't bad enough that our hostess put out all this wonderful food that I couldn't eat, but she had a birthday cake for a friend and myself's birthday. And it was pistacchio and everything. URRR. Talk about torture AND rude! "Oh, thanks for making this birthday cake. Oh, by the way, fuck you, I can't eat it." That's no way to treat a host. I should have kidnapped a piece and saved it for Tuesday.

Speaking of Tuesday...I just don't know what to do. I'm making my cut off date Thanksgiving (CA), so there's my cheat day. If I make my cheat day my birthday, think of what that says. it says that after only a week, I had a cheat day. Well, that's kind of retarded. Not to mention, what happens if I get on the scale Wednesday morning and I'm exactly what I was when I started? Where's the insentive to continue?
But it's my birthday! I haven't had a decent birthday since I turned 22. Do I deserve this? Probably. Did I earn it though? That's the kicker.


J.Thompson