Didn't Care.

This will be short and sweet since I have to go to class very soon.

Many moons ago, I went back on Medifast, for a couple of days. It was excruciatingly hard to go back on it when I had been enjoying real food for such a long time, I realized how hard it is to actually follow the directions.  Then I launched myself right back off.  I didn't care. The culinary school had one of their lunches that I had wanted to go to. It was bacon themed, completed with bacon brownies. I continued to not go back on Medifast for a bit, and I evened out at about 155,  with a standard deviation of about 3 pounds (depending on day, date, what I recently ate, etc). I  can feel the extra poundage on me, and I don't like it.Not one bit. It's rather disappointing.

During this time,  I ate out with my friends a lot. For the first time in our entire duration of living here, I feel like I have made some really good friends. I felt loved and included.  I was actually invited to a birthday dinner for one of them, and I went. It was Greek food (not all that bad for you, but still high in calories, I am sure).  I have never been invited out with people here (other then Mitchell... I need to hire a private investigator to track down his butt... The look on his face when I see him again is something I truly long for) here in Vegas, and I didn't want to not be invited again, so I went with them, and had a marvelous time! This same group of friends is avid gym goers and hikers, we are planning the next hike, so I think just being around them will aid in me living a healthy lifestyle.

I ate multiple lunches at the culinary school, the last one I attended was last week, and the ran out of room in the dining room, so I got to sit at the "VIP" table in the kitchen, and was able to watch these students cook my food.... Ironically becasue I knew them all.  I was in their culinary class last semester. But it was incredibly fun. The experience outweighed the regret, back then. Now, it is the opposite.

My shenanigans of not eating very well continued.... I even made Pop Tart donuts for crying out loud (with the intention of giving them to someone else, but I ate them instead)... which means I have to go and re-make them for the intended recipient.  I think I take after my mom somewhat... See something cool/ taste something yummy and then spend hours and sometimes days re-creating it. I think I really do.

Yesterday, I decided to go back on Medifast for the final time, hopefully ever. Yesterday morning I weighed 158, today 154, so I am pleased... 10 more to go... That seems like such a huge number... Remember when I said 90 more to go? LOL. It's all perspective I guess.

I'll check back in next week! Thanks for all the support!