Down one pound!
Yes it's one pound, but it's still a loss. People on the challenge site are angry and disappointed because they "only" lost x # of pounds. I feel like University of Alabama football coach Nick Saban amongst his detractors. The team won last Saturday's game by one point, but people weren't satisfied until they won this week's game 59-0. My attitude is the same as his, a "W" is a "W."
I woke up not feeling well this morning. I was extremely tired and achy. I should have stayed in bed and gotten up later, but I had some work I needed to finish. I've been puckish all day. I wrote down what I planned to eat, but veered way off. The only way I can describe it is I had a taste I was hunting for, but couldn't ever find it. Apparently, I'm having PMS symptoms post-menstrual (oh joy!).
My roommate was extra food pushy today, which didn't help an already crappy day. I don't know what I'm going to do. How many ways can I say no? I've been nice. I've been not-so-nice. Today's just one of those days where I gave up and went in my bedroom.
Well, tomorrow is another day.