Bad Dieter

I’ve sucked at Weight Watchers this week.  Over the weekend I was feeling really sick and I had a moment of pathetic weakness.  I had candy.  Twice.  Two big Cadbury bars.  I felt bad.  I felt shame.  Damn if they weren’t the most delicious pieces of chocolate I’ve ever consumed, but I really did feel bad.

Last night the bad dieter struck again.  We were out running errands and both of us were really hungry.  There was a 99 Restaurant right there so we went for dinner.  I could have been good.  In fact I almost was.  I got a grilled chicken breast instead of my usual steak.  Not good, but better than it could have been.  I then lost control and got buffalo tenders as an appetizer, and to make matters worse I ended up eating half of Jen’s dinner when she decided she was full.

To make matters even more worse, go on and ask me how much exercise I’ve done over the past week.  Go on, ask me.  The answer?  None.  The closest I’ve come to using the treadmill was yelling at the cat to get off of it.

This has been a bad week for me, weight watchers wise.  I need to step it up or my total weight loss of 28 pounds is going to be a lot smaller come Saturday’s check in.

3 thoughts on “Bad Dieter

  1. Don’t beat yourself up over it! Most successful dieters just forgive themselves and begin again when they fall off the wagon. That’s why I’ve never been a successful dieter! Once I fall off the wagon I figure it’s all over. Don’t be like me! You CAN go back to eating healthy.

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  2. I’ve found that the most important part of being a “bad dieter” is that you still track everything. You track it, accept that it happened, and move on. Learn from your mistakes and always remember: one bad decision does not have to be the end! (That’s what I repeat to myself when I’m in the middle of giving in to temptation!)

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  3. I’m still very much on the wagon. I just thought I should publicly shame myself for my temporary weakness. Of course there is the little matter of the massive pile of halloween candy sitting on the dining room table. If I can avoid that temptation then I can avoid anything.

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