And just like that, I'm up 4.4 pounds and the heaviest I've been in over 6 months. Great freaking way to finish up 2014, don't you think?
I don't even think I went all that nuts over Thanksgiving either. I had a very small serving of stuffing and stuck to my paleo dessert. Filled my plate with lean turkey and sweet potatoes. My veggie dishes were paleo (although the carrots did have a ton of butter and bourbon so maybe not quite paleo). Other than the stupid zucchini and banana breads that were made this weekend, I've stayed away from wheat. Since the weekend, I'm back to paleo-ish except for that damn bread. It needs to be removed from the house. I've even been drinking water like it's my JOB to try to get rid of any of the crap from the weekend.
The bottom line? I obviously still ate too much and too much of the wrong things. One of my friends suggested it's the amoxicilan and high calorie stupid yogurt I'm eating (because the antibiotics hate me) causing me to puff up or something, but that doesn't seem right either. I know I haven't worked out enough because of whatever stupid bug I contracted, although the past 3 days I've done pretty well. I got on the scale this morning and wondered why the fuck I even bother to work out because it's obviously not doing anything.
It really sucks and I'm pissed at myself for blowing any bit of progress I ever made. I can barely remember anymore what it's like to be in the 140s, much less how great it felt and looked to be in the 130s. At this rate, I should be well up over 160 by the new year. Happy 2015 to me.
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