I have been doing better, I guess. I haven't COMPLETELY cut chocolate out of my life, as two days ago I went to the grocery store and got another Cadbury creme egg. But yesterday I went back on the strict adherence to the Glycemic Index Plan - Sparkpeople says I ate *just* over 1700 calories, even though ediets claims that the food should only have added up to 1500-1600 calories. In these few days of unemployment I've gone nocturnal (made myself get up today at 2:30 so I could have some daylight) and seem to have NO energy whatsoever NONE! and have not worked out. I plan to do some exercise when I finish this blog entry. I just stood on the scale and am happy to see that, after days and days of bloat up to 209-210 pounds, I'm 206 today, almost down to the 205 that I had got to before bouncing back up. It would be nice if that number could read 204 by Saturday's weigh-in so I could see some progress.
I tell you, it's not easy to be dedicated and still feel like you're getting out and living life. Part of the joy of life is indulging in food and drink - I'm not going to tell one of those "Good Feelings weight-loss lies" and try to say it's not. Last night feeling so weepy and desperately nocturnal and shut in the house, I remembered a place that people said was 24-hours - not a diner, where I would feel I had to eat, but a French bakery house where I could have calorie-free tea and sit on a couch and read my book. SUCH a wonderful discovery, even if I can't patronize their restaurant, which people say is really good, but I won't know if I don't try!! Though some after-bar crowd came in last night and got some wonderful-smelling quiches - right about then is when I decided to leave and get some other stuff done. No drinking with buddies on St Pat's, but then I've never done any drinking on St Pat's.