Arg. Yesterday was suck city when it comes to eating. I don’t want to know how many calories I ate yesterday. First I went out to lunch at Chillis, and I tried to be somewhat healthy. I got a Smoked Turkey sandwich, but we got chips and salsa and I ran a train on those. Then for dinner I had pork, potatoes, and spinach. That wouldn’t have been bad, but then I hate like 4 pieces of pepperoni bread. 4?! Why did I do that? So if I would have ended the day there, hey it would have been alright. But my friend Nicole was over and we were super hungry around one. So we made a pizza. Blah.
OK, today is a new day, and I don’t want to dwell on yesterday’s mistakes. I am going to workout really hard, and have a perfect day of eating. Plus since I decided to take a month off of drinking, I don’t have to worry about those calories at all today. I do have to worry about being awkward in a party situation, with the guy I kissed last weekend and his pseudo-girlfriend. I am thinking I will regret the choice to not drink, however I am steadfast.