This has been a weekend of play and then work. On Saturday we were invited to a crawfish feast. For you southerners - apparently this is a common occurrence. Me? I'd never eaten a crawfish.
After a great week I - predictably - had a spectacular fail. I simply cannot control myself at events like this when it comes to food.
I had a good time, though... I sometimes feel less social then when I was fat, because I've forced myself into rigid ways of thinking and behavior to try and maintain my weight loss.
Today I awoke and felt guilty because of eating so much and my first frantic thought was that I would need to exercise obsessively today in order to undo some of the damage.
My second thought was how much was on my "to do" list.
Turns out I can be rational at times. We made a trip into Lowe's and after lunch I began tackling the garden space which looked like a fenced in weed sanctuary!
I know it doesn't look like much - but this was a major accomplishment.
And Marc worked on installing gutters on the house...
I worked outside for a total of about 4 hours.
And as I sit here? I so wish I could tell you that I feel happy about what I accomplished.
Instead all I'm thinking about is how much I ate and how I am never ever going to get back to goal...
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