Day 9 - Cheat Day

So I'll post about yesterday and then later on I'll actually do today's.

Yesterday was...for lack of better terms...awful. Instead of sleeping off whatever I had, it seemed I was destined to stay awake all night. I was hot and then super cold and I had this awful like restless pain in my legs that just wouldn't go away. I literally felt menopausal. Got out of bed early because I just couldn't stand it anymore. Took the puppy out and then we both piled into the car for a trip to Wegmans. I literally looked like your stereotypical flu patient - huge bottle of OJ, bottle of Advil, a container of clam chowder, and a dark chocolate candy bar. Yeah, I was milking this one for all it was worth. Brought my bounty home, made myself 2 scrambled eggs with a side of Advil and NyQuil and a lot of OJ to wash it all down. Went back to bed for a few hours and called it good.

Woke up feeling a lot better, not 100%, but a good solid 80%. Took it easy around the house and pretended to get some schoolwork done. Had a small bowl of clam chowder with another big glass of OJ for lunch. Got someone to cover my evening shift so I could recover a little longer, and I didn't even have to tell my professor I wouldn't be in class because he cancelled it anyway!

Dinner was my super cheat meal for the week, and I swear I'll never do it again, because I'm super paying for it today. A friend and I went out for Chinese food - it's kind of our thing to do when we haven't seen each other in awhile and we want to get a chance to talk away from the rest of the world. I got shrimp with cashew nuts, had about half of it and tossed the rest away so it wouldn't be in the house. The rice was what really killed me. After a week of no carbs, it literally felt like a brick in my stomach. I don't know what I'm going to do when I go home and my mother tries feeding me spaghetti. Regardless, my cheating is over. I'm ready to go back into focus mode.

The good thing to come out of yesterday was that it was my official one week anniversary of me starting this new lifestyle. It has been the craziest week ever, between tacking on 5 pounds solely because of water, getting daily headaches, and then finally just getting sick because my body decided that I wasn't listening hard enough. I weighed myself yesterday morning and I was officially 7 pounds down from what I weighed last week. I honestly can't believe it. I haven't been able to work out because of all the silliness yet somehow I got rid of that much weight. I wish I had taken measurements last week so I can see where it's coming off of but I decided I'd rather be surprised when I can fit into my high school jeans. I'm actually kind of curious to see what happens when I add the workouts back in.

1 week down, 2 more weeks to go! I'm actually really pumped about all this. Right now I'm being really strict on myself, but even after these 3 weeks are over I can definitely see myself continuing on with this. So psyched!