I don't even cook anymore

I had a good day today.  I think I need to make more of a conscious effort to incorporate more veggies in my meals.  One challenge that I have is the fact that I am so busy at work that I rarely prepare my own meals.  I typically have breakfast, lunch, and snacks at work.  Dinner is usually something I grab on the way home.  Tonight I had pollo tropical for dinner.  It's really convenient for me and reasonable points-wise.  But I really wish I had more time to make my own meals!

Total for the day: 33
Weekly Bonus Points Used: 2
Bonus points remaining for the week: 26

She fancy.

I went over my points today, but I did not feel guilty about it at all...(well maybe a little)

I knew I'd be attending a work event in the evening, so  I had a large salad for lunch, just to prep for whatever the work event would throw at me.  I managed to avoid the bread but "splurged" on a meatball and a glass of zinfandel.  I spent the rest of my points on salad, salmon and wild rice, and an awesome slice of cheesecake!

...the chance of my menu looking this awesome again in the near future is pretty slim....


 I realized that I needed to adjust my daily points target (because of the fact that I am teetering on the edge of 200lbs). So I am up to 31 points daily.  Hopefully this'll come back down by next weigh-in.

I am feeling a little bit better about the whole 199.3 thing.  I've been trying to stay focused on making the best choices I can each day.  Right now I am not focusing on exercise.  I think i just need to get back to the basics of tracking consistently and staying within my points target.  


Total for the day: 49
Weekly Bonus Points Used: 18
Bonus points remaining for the week: 28

Sh*t Just Got Real

I am a tall glass of water from entering no man's land - a weight that I have never seen in my life and a weight that I refuse to allow to show up on my scale.

I want this to go away.  I feel like I am drowning in my own body. Besides this crazy number on the scale, let me clue you in on other real shi*t:

•  My clothes do not fit.  At all.  I am walking around looking like an uncomfortable sausage woman squeezed into jeans.  It is not a good look at all.
• I hardly recognize my body in the mirror.  I tend to think that I am skinnier than I actually am.  And then I see myself in the mirror and realize just how real this thing is. I am overweight like crazy. 
• I can't stop eating. 

I am at a point in my life where I need to decide whether to start this journey all over again, or just resign myself to the fact that I am just going to be overweight.

I'll keep you posted on which path I choose.