150.2 again this morning. Had a fun dinner that I will probably do again - if you go to McDonalds and ask for one of their burgers without the bun, you get it in a plastic salad bowl, but with all the fixings. And it tastes like a McDonalds burger, eaten with a fork. I had (possibly because I knew I could) a double Quarter Pounder with cheese that way. And a small fries, because the thing that got me thinking about McDonalds last night was the smell of fries cooking as I walked from work to my car. Result? No weight gain, no (thank heaven) leg cramps overnight, and a loss back to where I was last Saturday morning.
Will it stick over the weekend? I tend to doubt it. We'll be in Seattle, and in particular going to a way wonderful French restaurant while we're there - C'est Si Bon, in Port Angeles. It is actually possible - easy, even - to eat fairly Paleo in a French restaurant (there is no such thing as the French Paradox; goose fat is good for us), but it is travel, and rather goofy travel (weird hours, no sunlight forecast, etc), and I just have some doubts.
I can't gain much, though. Got my skinny jeans on.
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