Ugh---slow computer at home and super busy not a good combo for blogging. The weekend was pretty much a wash out. Boy oh boy. I think I wrote that there wasn't going to be any particular temptation this week. Uhhhh. No. Friday I went to Provo (but I ran a mile for the Lazy Man Iron Man first!)--started off with some dark chocolate covered almonds because we were going to the library--trust me, there is some logic there. Wow! I must have really wanted those almonds! They didn't even make it out of the store! And I've never been one to gobble food quickly. Lunch was J-Dawgs--big hotdog and chips and no redeeming nutritional value. Followed by an Awful Waffle--dense waffle with Nutella, whipped cream and coconut--which I at least had the grace to share. On the way home Lisa called asking if we could possibly come by and help move some furniture so there would be room for a hospital bed for Mom. PERFECT timing, we were literally on the way. By the time we were done it was much too late to go home and fix dinner so we wound up at Chuck-a-Rama buffet of all places. This is the first time we've been to a buffet since moving to Ogden--so using that rationale it wasn't horrible that we were there. I wasn't hungry at all, but I still managed to put away plenty.
Saturday was St. Patrick's day. Catherine and I went swimming in the morning for the Lazy Man. First time for me since the stupid pool was closed after all on Thursday. Oh wow. It's been a very long time since I've swum laps. Talk about slow. But we put in a very respectible 26 laps. The swimming might be a real problem--I've never been bothered by cholorine before, but I was severely bothered on Saturday. Then we went to McCools pub for lunch. This was a planned deviation. I remember how I felt last year at McCools on St. Patricks Day. I felt fat and frumpy and wasn't getting anywhere losing weight, but didn't want to change my habits--weight watchers was on the horizon which I viewed with depression. Last year I had sort of a Last Supper kind of meal at McCools. THIS year was so much better!! Down about 25 pounds! And having an equally bad calorie-fat meal but what a difference. There wasn't the feeling that I wouldn't be having anything so good for a long time. I can see by this blog that I will continue losing weight AND continue having the full-blown ridiculous meals that I want with pretty frequent regularity. That night we went to a Celtic dance festival and had movie popcorn.
Yesterday, Sunday, I didn't count, but I was on track. We ate before going to SLC and I didn't find it too hard to say no to the funeral potatoes. Later, when I was alone and Mom was sleeping and there were boxes of chocolates--I only ate one. Not bad.
Today I plan to run 2 miles after work on a treadmill---hopefully this will be easier on my knees, and I have a new Hungry Girl receipe to try. I wasn't brave enough to weigh myself after this weekend, but am still trying. I ought to rename this blog the crabby dieter---lots of irritation and mostly sideways movement!