I ate terribly yesterday. For lunch, I had a good-sized roast beef sandwich from the cafeteria at work followed by some gelato. For some reason, the woman scooping the gelato packed what must have been close to a pint of the stuff (no complaints). After work, I stopped at P. Terry’s (again), and then later in the evening I went to the grocery store and picked up a pint of Ben and Jerry’s.

This morning, I weigh exactly the same as I did yesterday morning, which perplexes me since I’d expected to gain at least some weight. I’ll take it, though. Next week, I’ll get back on track with no lunch and the boring vegetarian salads at dinner (at least four days a week). My training class at work, which was stressful in a different sort of way compared to my usual job,  is over, so maybe my daily anxiety will start to flatten out. I hope so.

I don’t really have an eating plan for today or tomorrow. I have to go to Trader Joe’s today, and resisting their carrot cake is nearly impossible for me lately. Maybe I can finally summon the self-discipline that’s been missing for the past couple of months. We’ll see…