It's weigh day. It's also mucus day, but that's a totally different story. I'm fighting off a cold, the first real cold I've had in a year. I was up half the night achy, and almost elbowed someone for a seat on the subway this morning. Oh yes, it was one of those days.
I feel really good about the choices I've made in the last week, food and otherwise. The hardest part for me, is not reaching for something when I'm having an intense emotional reaction. Last night when I really started feeling crappy all I could think about was ordering pizza. Thoughts of a whole wheat crust, mushroom pizza danced in my head. It took all of my self-control to step down from the ledge. I made myself a healthy dinner, an egg over easy, English muffin, with spinach. The funny part is, I actually felt 100 times better than I would have after eating that pizza. This is the longest I've stuck to counting my points in 4 years. There is no turning back now.