Post-Outing, Post-Pizza Weight Update

Here it is. Scale says:

281.0

Hey, all. How'd Saturday treat you?

Well, we had a great time. I have to say that those fossils from China are AMAZING! The Princess kids you not. I felt great awe at these ancient (200 millions years or so) creatures. The bones of the thighs, legs, the claws, the teeth--ginormous! The skill is putting these multitudes of bones together was evident as well. The dinosaurs looked like art. Just breathtaking. If you get a chance to see dinosaur fossils on display---go!

Speaking of enormous creatures: Me.

It's always startling to see oneself in a photo--even a digital one. My sis took some. And it always, always astonishes me to see MYSELF in a pic. That's reality, not me filtered through my own eyes in a mirror. Scary. GINORMOUS!

I told myself this morning to keep those images of me in mind as motivation today. Motivation to eat ON PLAN.

On the plus side: I didn't go over my calorie count yesterday.

On the negative side: I ate crap at lunch.

I was somewhat disappointed at our lunching choice. See, I had it in my mind that we'd be going to some cool restaurant in the Grove or the Key, that we'd have a waterfront view or be in a garden court. That all sorts of fresh and veggie type offerings--soups, salads, grilled chicken with herbs, elegant tofu displayed artfully with a dip and crudites. You know, healthful eating made fun by beautiful setting and well-prepared entress.





No. Sis wanted pizza.

Let me add here that one of my big trouble foods is pizza. I have been known to devour entire pies. It's a trigger food for binges. I haven't been ordering pizzas except from the healthy food delivery. They put chicken breast on it. It's ONE slice. It's got negligible sprinkling of low-fat cheese. It's got herbs for flavor.

But sis wanted pizza, so we went to the pizza place. I felt tension all the way there, I swear. The sweat of the damned dieter.

The pie was super-huge. It was like a mutant pie from Chernobyl.

Each slice was like two slices on a large pizza you'd get from, say, Dominos or Papa Johns. (I don't like the pizza from those delivery places, but that's for example.) I was the only one who ordered a salad. I got a Coke Zero and a bottle of water. I figured I'd fill up as much as I could on salad (it was a large one) and water. I did not touch the garlic rolls.

Well, I ate a whole slice. With a full cup and then some of mushrooms. (They are very generous with the toppings.)

I will say that in the past, I'd have had two slices of that ginormous pizza. At least. No kidding. So, there is some progress.

I was so pooped out, drained from the outing and the heat (Miami summer, humidity, sun, sun, sun) and the carbs that I crashed after getting home. Just crashed. Thought I'd take a nap. The nap turned into waking up at 6 am. Heh.

So, it could have been worse and it could have been better. Not rock bottom, not high-flying triumph.

Eh.

What are your trigger foods? Does pizza make you nutty, too? Or is it something else?

It's Sunday. It's a new week. Grace abounds. Be good to yourself when you eat.

And be good to your spirit at all times.