Judgment Call
Lots of running around today -- so I actually got some walking in. Good.
But not nearly enough water. Bad.
And the day ended with a chicken burrito from that place that makes them so big they beep when they back up. Really bad.
At least I got them to only give me half the usual amount of rice and skipped the cheese because -- even though I meant to not eat all of it? I of course DID. Stupid.
I had plenty of flexpoints to cover it, so that was: Better.
But I weigh in tomorrow so that's: Sad.
But even if their stupid Scalegod shows a gain, I will laugh at it in a particuarly superior way because I know -- burrito or no burrito -- I had a good week. A whole good week, for the first time in a long-assed time. And not only THAT but I've been on program with the food every day this month so far.
And that right there would be: Self validation.
Next time I decide to blow my flexpoints on a burrito -- I will cut part of it off and throw it away FIRST. I'm not even going to fool myself with that whole -- cut it in half and save it for another time delusion. Plus, dammit, I had the points -- it was legal to eat all of it. Still. Even I -- the Queen of Denial -- can't convince myself that I was still hungry enough to be eating by the time I got to the end of it. Seriously. My stomach may not have been sending up the Stop For the Love of God Please Stop!! signals, but intellectually I know half of that would have been enough.