Skipped breakfast yesterday and did not fight the urge to use it as an excuse to put a little extra on my lunch sandwich. This threw me completely off and I had extra servings of dinner despite my lack of hunger for them. It's really scary how quickly my mind can slip back into old habits. I didn't officially eat any or the peach crisp made by my budding chef. However, that whipped topping spoon did need to be cleaned off before I put it in the dishwasher and I barely even hesitated before putting it in my mouth.
So, I'm back up .9 today. Will I ever see 250 and get my Reeboks? Not if I keep sabotaging myself like that! I'm a bit angry at myself over it.
I had considered doing the church potluck today, but I think I'm better off skipping it. I'm going to eat a nice breakfast, though, half hour after I take my meds. I need to get a new routine because these meds are definitely effing up my breakfast habits.