236.5 – Headed In The Wrong Direction

Things are bad. There’s no two ways about it.  I had a feeling when I went to bed last night that when I got on the scale this mornign things were going to be bad… and boy was I right.  I had beers on Tuesday and Wednesday night.  Wings both nights as well. Popcorn both nights. Last night, went to brother-in-laws for dinner and had pasta / ice cream.

This is not going well. I’m ABOVE where I was when I had my ER scare. I bumped into wife last night with my belly and we both felt it. I’m not the heaviest I’ve ever been, but I’m damn close to it and I hate it. I hate feeling this way.  I hate looking this way and it’s CLEAR the things I’m doing / eating are not working.

I don’t think I’ve got much in the way of bad eating / drinking in the upcoming week which is a good thing. Next Wednesday is a planned night out but other than that I’m not seeing any pitfalls in the way.  Asked Wife to help me eating carb free at home. Need to keep myself away from fast food (which I did this morning) and excessive drinking. So frustrated with myself.  100% my fault.