Lumpy Girl Claire
Something Ventured

I'm proud of myself this week.

I gained 1.2 pounds. It's my first weight gain in 12 weeks.

It was no surprise. I've been on vacation and haven't been sticking to my diet or exercising with regularity. My weight had nowhere to go but up.

No, I'm not proud that I gained the weight. I'm proud that I went and got weighed even though I knew there would be a gain. I didn't try to weasel my way out of it. I didn't try to cheat: no haircut, thong, or other ploy to reduce the number at the scale.

It was hard to go get that number, when I knew I would be reporting it to the world. There was no way around it though. I couldn't magically make all those calories I consumed disappear. I knew as I was eating them that I would gain weight.

Getting weighed is not like a test that I could cram for the night before. My problem was that I had been cramming all week - cramming food into my mouth.

It was totally my choice. I could have gotten the salad or the grilled chicken. I didn't have to eat the "double with the works" cheeseburger and fries. Let me tell you that it tasted really good going down, but afterwards all I could think about was that I now had a lump of thousands of calories and fat grams sitting in my stomach waiting to attach to my thighs.

If that had been the only non-diet food I had eaten, it wouldn't have been so bad. But once I started down the road of the food free-for-all, I couldn't stop. I ate half a coconut cake. Half a cake!! Not in one sitting mind you, but in one day.

Not a single salad was consumed over the course of this vacation and the only vegetables were the lettuce, tomato and onion they put on my cheeseburgers. The chicken was fried not grilled. There was cheese on almost everything. And if it wasn't fried or smothered in cheese, then it was chocolate, cream filled, or alcoholic.

It's a good thing that I did get in some exercising amidst the eating this week or the gain might have been much higher. It may still go up over the next couple of days - there is often a delay with these things.

Going back to my diet is going to be boring after my meals this week. I think I'm going to have to find a way to fit in my cheat foods a little at a time so that I don't go overboard like I did on vacation.

I had a great time, though, and I don't regret a minute of my holidays. Well, maybe the half a cake thing, but it was a spectacular confection.

My only goal for this week is to get back on the diet and do the best I can. I have a feeling it will be like my first diet week. I'll be craving the bad foods and turning my nose up at the salads.

I'll be Lumpy Girl in a bad mood. Skinny Girl, give me strength!

Claire