I've been sick since last Wednesday. Then on top of that, L got a stuffy nose screamed for hours at a time both Friday and Saturday nights. I'm almost better, but it has definitely taken a toll on me.
I can deal with a day or two of feeling under the weather, but when I hit day 3 of feeling like my throat was on fire and starting to accumulate a sleep deficit -- I started to yearn for the comfort of fatty foods. I was actually having dreams of creamy soups, and sitting on the couch enjoying ice cream.
I also started to have some thoughts creep in like "You know, if you just gave in and had a little bit of pizza and ice cream, nobody would blame you." "It's TOTALLY understandable" and "You're only human"
It really took every ounce of strength not to give in.
Especially because on Sunday, a friend of mine was celebrating his birthday with a wine tour in upstate NY. I decided not to call in a babysitting favor on this one, and to be honest, a big part of it was because of my nutrition goals. I mean, what's the point of going on a wine tasting tour if you can't have ANY WINE? I'm sure I could have cheated, but then I would have felt crappy about myself for a different reason. But it was hard to not think about everyone hanging out with lots of delicious food and drink while I was managing the children and dealing with the aftermath of my [seemingly] endless cold. I felt deprived, and I was really cranky when my husband told me he wasn't even going to be home to help with bedtime.
But you know what? It's Monday now. And I lost 1.5 pounds this week.
Hell yeah.
WEIGH IN STATS: Week 14
* Change this week: -1.5lbs
* Total change since day 1: -29.5lbs
* Total change since March 2014: -52.5
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