Bread = Blech

I got my new driver's license in the mail this week, and I actually liked the picture. I liked my last picture too. It was taken right around the time that I'd lost weight before. It's nice to not have to carry around a fat pic of me all the time. My gym membership card has a fat pic. I would like to get a new one. Maybe it's better to have to carry around that reminder though.


I got my first "don't get too thin" comment yesterday. I see this as a good sign. I know that I'm nowhere near the point of getting too thin, but someone thinks that I'm approaching it at least. I honestly don't think my body type will allow me to get that way. I'll have to test that out. jk.

Yesterday, my daughter and I went to Panera for lunch. I really was feeling kind of weak, so I thought I needed something of substance. I decided to get half of the Fuji Apple Chicken Salad and a bowl of baked potato soup. The problem is that they give you a side with this. Three choices: Chips (no way), apple (boring), or french baguette (mmmm...). I couldn't not get anything, so I opted for the french baguette. Stupid stupid. I really started out well... just broke off a small piece. I offered the rest to my daughter, but she didn't want it, so yeah...I finished the whole thing. This would have been fine if I would have been good for the rest of the day. I was fine until dinner. The stupid thing was that I was the one to go shopping. I decided to get stuff for everyone else to enjoy, and I ended up indulging too. I'm talking carb overload. Mac&Cheese, macaroni salad, potato salad, the works. I'm really annoyed with myself about this. Once again...doing so well, then sabotaging myself at the last minute. Today will have to be better.


I should go to the gym today too.
Blech. bread.