Recovering...

...from a visit to "I don't give a &%*!" world.  Oof.

After a week of consistent exercising and mindful food choices, I was rewarded with a 3 lb weight gain.  Not a plateau.  A gain.  3 lbs.  I think I stood on the scale for a whole minute, frozen with disbelief.  Then came anger.  A week of it.  "If I'm going to gain, g*ddamnit, I'm going to know why!!!"  So I ate.  Cheese, chips, butter, chocolate, cupcakes, muffins, bagels, sugar, sugar, sugar.  ~sigh~ 

Last night I finally hit the wall with a double helping of take-out Chinese, and woke up this morning with a sense of resolve I haven't felt in a few weeks.  It felt good.  And I'll take this refreshing perspective one day at a time.  No big claims, no big goals... just day-by-day mindfulness.  The best I can.  Though I won't be stepping on the scale for a couple more weeks, that's for damn sure.

Today my goal was to eat "clean".  Here's how I did:
1 cup of lemon/ginger tea.  No sweetener, no sugar, nothin'. 
An egg (just one) and mushroom scramble, cooked with a little bit of coconut oil, on two slices of sprouted grain toast and sliced tomato.
1 apple, 1 tangerine.
Large salad: mixed greens, 1/2 avocado, red grapes, red peppers, onion, carrots, tomato, cucumber and 2 Tbsp ginger dressing.
1 cup decaf Earl Gray tea w/ stevia and a splash of soy creamer.
A handful of raw pecans.

If I stop eating now, and that's the plan, it will have been a very successful food day.  Being only 7:30pm on a Saturday, I may have to fight some sugar cravings before I hit the sack.  That's okay.  I'm still feeling that resolve I woke with this morning.

One day at a time, ladies and gents.  One day at a time.