Monday, May 09, 2016
I capped off a 6 day streak of sticking to plan and no snacking whatsoever with a Mother's Day blowout of embarrassing proportions. Now I'm sitting here feeling bloated and a little bit regretful. Not a lot, because I did have fun indulging with the rest of the family. But a little bit regretful because I should have tried a little harder to indulge a little bit less.
Oh well, 6/7 is 86% compliance, which is much better than I have done in a long while. And it's a new week, so a fresh start. As the hub likes to say most mornings: Another day, another chance! That sort of perky optimism usually inspires a private eye roll, not because he's wrong but because I'm usually a bit grumpy in the mornings anyway. But it's a new week and I'm feeling hopeful.