I quit South Beach! It was just waaay too limiting, and too difficult for Jeremy to be counting points while I was doing it.
After the funeral yesterday, Jeremy and I were starving and exhausted (mentally and physically) so we decided that we'd grab something to eat before taking me back to work. We were limited in restaurant choices in the area, and after a tiffle of "I can't don't know points for there" and "I can't eat SB there!" we pulled into McDonald's. I figured I'd get a salad, although our McD's have bad salad reputations. (as in, they're so not fresh they're rotten) I ordered the infamous Southwestern Salad (or whatever it's called - you know the one that Colette has raved about so much that Hungry Girl herself had to review?) and when I got it I thought, "This has corn in it. These has some sort of glaze on it. This has these yummy little chips and this delicious dressing. This is not South Beach!" and then I started tuckin it in. That's when I realized that I couldn't do South Beach. There was no way that I could eat that yummy and pretty healthy salad and make up for it on SB. There's no leeway there. And a world where I can't eat that salad (which satisfied me in a way that no salad has ever been able to) is not a world that I want to live in. So, I'm no longer making myself the guinea pig. I wouldn't even say, "South Beach isn't for me" - I'd say, "South Beach is Flicktarded" (no offense, Dr. Agatston) I'm going back to WW! I'm counting points again and I'm going to stop trying to find an easy way out. GAH!
We didn't make it jogging yesterday. We were just too tired. I think I'm going to ditch my husband and just try to do it on my own. I'm walking with mom tonight, so I won't be running then, but I'll figure something out. It's just so stinkin hot here and I can't run alone at night because the track is scary then. I'll figure it out. I love that so many people are doing CP25K, but it honestly makes me feel sorta guilty that I haven't had the first successful run after instigating this.
I had enough energy, however, to go to my favorite Mexican restaurant last night and chow down. (and I thought of you, StrawGirl!!) I over did it on the chips, but there's little suprise in that. I hadn't had any carbs in 3 days, and I was definitely feeling that chips and queso. (oh and the guac!!) And I convinced Jeremy that we needed to have the same WW starting day so our WP's and everything will be on track. I really had to beg him to take me to Fiesta Mexicana - he was wanting to be so good and stick with it. Come on - he had WP's! That's what they're for! ;o) So I got my fix and maybe I'll be good for another couple of weeks.
I don't have much else to say (I know *shocker*) so I guess I'll check in on all of you. I hope ya'll have a wonderful OP day! (only one left until Friday!!)