April 8, 2008

Oy. I've been bad. I bought a scales on Sunday (my happy birthday to me present) and found that it weighs the same as the one that I weighed in on for the Pound Plunge does, so we'll go back to that calibration. According to that scale, last week I weighed 172.4, so the 2.5 pound gain stayed.

Today I weighed myself in, and I weigh 175.8. That is a 3.4 pound gain. Yikes! So now I'm not past the 10 pound mark, which makes me mad. Which is good, because in past diet phases, it would have made me depressed and I'd just give up. But not now! I'm pissed at myself (besides the fact I feel like shit physically) and am determined to lose the weight I gained in the next three weeks. So I need to make sure I"m being good for the next three weeks, and then stay on the damn wagon! A few stumbles are OK, but this is an all out face fall, and that can't keep happening.

So on Saturday I ventured into the world of rice. I've not ever really had rice, because it feels like maggots in my mouth. I can do rice krispy treats, but rice krispies themselves even freak me out. But it's good for you, so I got this Lean Gourmet that was three cheese chicken on rice with broccoli bits. I hate broccoli, but I figured that since it was smothered in cheese and paired with chicken that it would be OK. I found that the rice didn't bother me too much. But I could definitely taste the broccoli. But then I started gagging as I ate. I don't know if it was the broccoli or the rice that did it. It could go either way, because I really hate broccoli, and other foods that are texturally weird for me make me gag, even though I like the taste (applesauce comes to mind). I've never figured that one out, but after I gagged at the dinner table at Grandma D's after taking a second tin of applesauce I decided I should probably not eat that anymore. At least not in public.