The fear

Well it's Monday, a.k.a Resolution Day. I always try to find some kind of resolve on Monday. It's like starting the week off right for me. Mondays should be something to look forward to because I get to see my progress when I'm working out, but I'm scared today. This weekend I ate out for lunch because I was a good distance away from home doing my extremely part time job. I couldn't find the calorie information one day so I had to guess, and on Sunday I thought my choice was harmless. Zaxby's ought to be ashamed of themselves. I ordered the Kiddie Cheese meal, which is a small fry, super small cup, and 1/2 a grilled cheese [I got a full sandwich not knowing it was a big mistake]. The 1/2 a grilled cheese is 450 calories alone, and the calorie breakdown is nothing nice. The full sandwich is tiny and it consisted of 900  calories! It had so many calories that I couldn't eat dinner :(. I also didn't drink enough water those days. That was just me not pushing myself to do so. I just don't like going to the bathroom that much away from home.

I'm afraid that I have gained again. That will make two weeks in a row, but I did lose three pounds after the first week. I have a deadline to meet to lose 14 pounds, and I don't think I can make it without sacrificing muscle. I have procrastinated enough. It is time to face the scale and tape.