I had some fun on Saturday morning - a friend is starting a venture representing a clothing line, and was having a trunk show, so I went to check things out. And found that, regardless of size label, I fit every garment I tried on, at least to be able to fasten it without strain. I also found that clothing that's not "me", and which I would not wear voluntarily, actually looked fairly good on me. I guess I could start a new career in modeling if I felt inclined - or not. In the end, I bought 2 skirts that I believe I will wear. The weird thing is that I bought one of them in a size 6 (yes, that is NOT a typo) and the other in a size 10. Same line, same company, one would think they'd standardize sizes. But I tried on multiple size 6s and 8s and had no problem zipping any of them, other than getting my arms into a position that would allow me to pull up back zippers on dresses. Crazy.
At the movies on Saturday, we split half of a dark chocolate bar, and I had a fizzy water - quite a change from the days when a large popcorn vanished before the previews ended.
Anyway, here's yesterday:
- tea with cream
- the usual supplements
- part of a bowl of primal hot cereal (recipe from a Mark Sisson book) - unfortunately rather nasty as I used almonds that had gone bad
- 4 pieces of bacon
- cheese - 2 or 3 pieces
- turkey - 2 slices
- chocolate cherries - maybe 4 or 5 throughout the day
- fewer than 10 chips with salsa and a little refried beans
- cheese enchiladas with nasty green chile (I was hungry, so I ate them)
That was pretty much it. I was at 146.6 yesterday, so I would tend to imagine that the Mexican had its usual effect. Whatever.
On the hormonal front, I am, unfortunately, suffering from hot flashes again. What is this, round 3 or 4? I'm really really done with it. Wish it were done with me.
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