So, I thought I did
pretty damn good reasonably decently on Weight Watchers this week.
But then I made two critical errors.
First, I went to a delicious dinner at a swanky restaurant last night (the night before my weigh in) to listen to an educational program on a relatively new oncology drug. ((It’s one of the awesomest perks that I never knew about until I started working in private practice. You get an fabulous meal at a great restaurant, they get to tell you all about their new drug, you gain some knowledge, they gain some publicity, everyone leaves happy. Granted, this may or may not have something to do with the rising cost of drugs, but hey – I didn’t invent the practice. I just participate in it. When and if the government says no more drug dinners, well, I’ll cross that bridge when I get there….)) I tried to eat a pseudo-healthy meal but we all know how we’ll that goes… The second
betrayal mistake was all my body’s because it is “that time” and I am eight-shades of puffy and miserably grumpy and bloated. Add in the sky high sodium from last night’s meal and you all can guess the result when I hopped on the scale at home this morning. It was up.
And this is despite the fact that when I hopped on yesterday, I was down like a pound and a half. You’re telling me I packed on well over 16 ounces overnight!?!
So in a snit, I am playing weight watchers hooky this morning.
Also, due in part to the previously aforementioned womanly condition, I have been dealing with a wicked case of the blahs for the past few days. (It may also be due in part to the fact that DB and I leave for Asheville tomorrow, so I have vacation-itis so bad.) I’m just grumpy and irritable and generally no fun. ((I’m sure there are those of you who are thinking, “Jeez, BrewsterMama, welcome to life! Suck it up and strap on your big girl panties.” Well, bugger you. I am normally a tough cookie, if I do say so myself, I just happen to be having a bit of a rough time this week. It happens.))
I’m sure that by the time the DreadBrewer and I return after a few short days away, my equilibrium will be restored and I will be back to my usual snarky-sweet self.
But today I am just not feeling it. Anyone else dealing with a case of the blahs?