I suppose that a Thanksgiving weekend where one comes out only 0.4 pounds heavier than one went in should be termed a success, but I'm still bummed. The water, it will not leave! 150.4 this morning. I saw 149.2 one of the mornings over the weekend, but don't recall which. I know it's hormones, but it's annoying, and rather painful, and I want it to stop.
We did the Turkey Trot on Thursday - 4 miles in just over an hour - 1:07:55, I think. Not bad, given that we all walked together and had the dog with us - and he was very well behaved, considering it was his first walk and first (with us, anyway) experience with large crowds. Biz was a bit lingeringly stiff, but that might have been illness - she's been fighting a cold or something for about 3 weeks, and four days' rest gave the virus a chance to win, it appears. Lee and I were very mildly sore on Friday, and pretty much had it all gone by Saturday.
Yesterday's eating was all over the board. Here's a list:
- scrambled eggs
- bacon
- link sausage
- tea with cream
- cheese
- turkey leftovers
- Junior Mints (oops)
- steak
- brussels sprouts with bacon and pecans
- red wine
- raspberry ice cream
- a handful of cashews
I'm fairly sure that's all of it. Fasting today - I need to get back into ketosis, and stick with it for the rest of the year. I have let out my ballgown in the hips, which was fairly easy - doing the same with the waist would be much more difficult, so I would prefer not to have to do that. So today's fast is very intentional and serious, and no matter how hungry I get (stomach growling at the moment, for that matter), I'm sticking with it until dinner, which can be meat-and-veg but nothing else. The plan is to be very low to zero carb the rest of the week.