I have not been a good girl with my diet. Jake's birthday party was this past week and I had some of my nursing friends over for a get together. We barbecued, I made mac and cheese and potato salad...there was cake, baked beans, chips, ice cream...yeah.
And remember, Alli does not like it when Beckie takes in too many fats.
This weekend, I discovered that Beckie does not like it when Beckie takes in too many fats.
I'm not going to details, but I will say that I spent most of my Saturday sick in the bathroom.
However, I was finally able to step away from the throne and curl up in my bed to ironically read up on the digestive system and attempt not to die. I was rudely woken up this morning when my husband came home from work (he works nights) and kicked me out of bed. So I stumble into the bathroom and step on the scale like I do every morning (I'm beginning to believe that it's a compulsion) and wait to see what it tells me.
172.8 pounds.
After binging on bbq food since thursday, I had gone back up to 176.2 yesterday morning. That means that I lost 3.5 pounds in one day, thanks to my irritable bowels.
Not exactly the way that I wanted to lose it, but hey, I'll take what I can get.
Woo hoo, mama! Sometimes it takes a day of eating crap and feeling like crap to remind us of why we eat the way we do. It's not just to lose the weight, it's to be healthier all around.
ReplyDeleteNow when people ask if eating better makes you feel better, you can honestly tell them, "Yes. Yes it does."
Way to go on the weight loss, mama. You're awesome!