The scale the past couple days has been consistently on the lower end of the three pounds I've been teetering between since Christmas. My little human brain is hoping this means it's getting ready to plunge a couple pounds lower and bust through that stupid plateau. Other than Saturday when I went hog wild (no, really) at my oldest sister's birthday party, I have been eating cleaner, healthier, and smaller portions.
Saturday, though, was my eldest sister's 45th birthday. My mom, aunt, and I trekked the 2hrs to her home to visit and "party." We got there around 10am and my sister had fixed a sausage cream cheese casserole. I had brought banana bread and my aunt brought sausage cheddar muffins. So, of course I dug into a small portion of each. Then for lunch we had Dominos pizza--regular crust--and I ate 2 slices and a small salad...and drank a Coke. And then had a good sized piece of four layer vanilla cake with the frosting. YUM. No regrets, though, because I enjoyed the party and there was no discussion of weight or calories or sugar and carbs. Just good eats and happy times.
One of the articles I read when I studied up on how to break through a plateau suggested that a good high carb meal is one potential way to wake your metabolism back up and even though that wasn't what was on my mind while I enjoyed my sisters birthday food, maybe that bit of abandoned eating was just what I needed to kick me in gear. I've eaten clean since then...well, tried to. There was a little aggravating incident involving yogurt that had me kicking myself in the rear end.
I impulsively purchased two small cartons of yogurt while grocery shopping Friday. My thought/intention behind it was to have a couple of healthy snacks on hand. Because yogurt is healthy, right? What I didn't do was look at the label to check for fat/sugar. It was only after I sat down with one of the cartons Sunday afternoon that I glanced at the label and my eyeballs nearly fell out of their sockets. Twenty-four grams of sugar, y'all! Ugh!
I hadn't noticed that it wasn't sugar free yogurt. Didn't even cross my mind to look because most of the yogurt I've ever eaten has been sugar free. I guess somewhere in the back of my thoughtless mind, I assumed that all yogurt was sugar free.
The funny/sad part about it, though, is I had just been teasing on Facebook that one of the stores I went to Friday tricked me into buying a Snickers bar by saying it was for the Boys and Girls club. Naturally I assumed that the actual Snickers would go to the B&G club. But no. Apparently, just the proceeds from the sale go to benefit the club because she tossed that Snickers in my bag with my other purchases while I just blinked in confusion. I, being silly, joked on Facebook about how now I had a Snickers bar to pretend I wasn't going to eat. The responses were all way too serious. One person going so far as to tell me to open it up, drop it on the floor, and step on it so that I had to throw it away. I mean, really?
The funny part? The Snickers has twenty-seven grams of sugar in the whole thing. Three whole grams of sugar more than that little carton of yogurt and only two grams less protein. And had I said something about eating yogurt? Not one person would have likely said a word because they, like me, would have been bamboozled into assuming that the yogurt was a healthier choice. Which maybe the cultures in the yogurt are healthier but how much added benefit could those trace amounts of cultures stack up against all the sugar?
So the lesson here, kids...don't just assume. Read your labels. And don't get tricked into buying Snickers bars. ;-)
It is, by the way, still entirely intact and uneaten. I hid it in a metal box in one of my rarely opened kitchen cabinets. Out of sight, out of mind. I'm saving it for when PMS hits and I need a punch of something chocolate. Snickers are, after all, one of my favorite candy bars.
In other news, I was at home on a "snow day" that didn't actually have snow. Not even a single flake after the meteorologist had predicted a snowpocolyps. The university and several area schools preemptively shut down because, well, this is the south where the hint of snow turns us all into idiots. So I was at home in my pjs and no place to walk. Instead, I got my dumbbells out and did a 20 minute work out that left my arms feeling like limp noodles. It was awesome. ;-) The lesson here, is, of course, to make a way for exercise wherever you are. I even did the full work out in my pjs. haha
Anyway, over all, I'm feeling healthy, strong, and positive and we all know that the junk rattling around in your head is the biggest part of the battle. As long as I can keep that contained, I have high hopes of making progress.
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