Cue Monday morning weigh in.
Up one pound from last official weigh in on Thursday. Then I spent the morning dress shopping for a black tie optional wedding I have coming up at the end of the summer. I went to David's Bridal hoping that I could find something fancy enough and walk out of the store with it. I loaded up my dressing room with 1,000 dresses and got to work. Well. I know that sizes in every store are different but last summer I bought a size 20 dress for a wedding. (It was Jersey so much more forgiving than a formal fitted dress.) I gathered a bunch of size 20s and threw in some size 22s for good measure. The 20s were a no go and the 22s zipped but were snug. I even tried on a size 24 which was much more comfortable but the strapless tops were way too big.
In the end I spent an hour and a half feeling bad about myself and left without a dress. Dresses were non-returnable and I didn't want to pay to have the size 24 altered and the size 22 left me feeling like a sausage.
Sigh.
Last summer when I was looking for dresses to wear to a wedding, I vowed that I would lose weight so that when it came time to buy a dress for this summer's wedding it would be an easy and fun task. Obviously that didn't happen. One of my goals (aside from a number on the scale) in losing weight is just to be able to walk into a regular store and pick out any dress or outfit I want. Buying dresses at 264 pounds is not fun. I can't choose colors or styles, I simply have to chose any dress that fits.
So back to the chocolate chips. I know that eating them is not going to help me achieve my goals. I don't even know why I am eating them. Because they taste good? Because I've lost that initial motivation to be healthy? Because the cravings have finally hit me (after 3 weeks)?
Arg. I can see no positives in today.