Okay, I didn't actually eat pumpkin, but, have to admit, I cheated.
I have been sitting home here all day, and it has been driving me nuts- thinking about weighing-in tomorrow. I have been fretting a bit, because, frankly, I have done some dumb eating this week: Eating out with a friend last Monday (not necessarily dumb, but I didn’t choose the healthiest thing on the menu), grabbing Taco Bell Wednesday night because I was out running errands and I was hungry, eating when I wasn’t really hungry yesterday- knowing that I wasn’t hungry, but also knowing that I would be wasting food (= wasting money) if I didn’t eat what I had brought with me (including a Hostess Honey Bun, bought on impulse on the way to school- dumb!), and grazing/ munching like there was no tomorrow when I was sitting at home this morning. So, it was bugging me, not knowing how all of these “bad choices” were going to manifest themselves and nail me when I stepped on the scale tomorrow. I couldn’t take it anymore! I ran to the bathroom (okay, walked, but "ran" sounds so much more dramatic), grabbed my scale, stepped on, counted to 5, and looked down. What did I see? 292.6 Yes, it’s a ½ pound gain from last week, but given all the things I’ve done to sabotage last week’s victory, I think ½ a pound gain is more than fair. And, I’ll try to stop the sabotage so that I can report something even better next week.