Going down a size

Well, I've now officially gone down a size. I'm making a pile of clothes in the spare bedroom that are destined to be rehomed, and I'm shopping at thrift stores during these intermediate stages to find clothes that fit. Still, I've gotten used to wearing baggy jeans and constantly pulling up my pants.

I won't lie. It feels good to have a room full of clothes that are too big!

However, I do have my slip ups. Slip up number 1 this week was my niece's birthday party. I had potato salad, chips, two hot dogs (no buns), tri tip, cake, and ice cream. My stomach definitely didn't see that coming. I felt awful the next day. My stomach didn't feel right, and I ended up not eating until about 2:00, when Jackie made our scheduled dinner.

Today, it was Pizza I had promised someone, and this weekend it'll be a barbecue. However, I plan to be particularly strict between now and the Sunday gathering. At a daily intake of about 600 calories, I don't think these splurges will do permanent harm, but this week HAS been worse than the others. My sodium intake alone has gone through the roof.

We are also coming close to the end of Month Two. I plan to raise my calories 50 calories every month until stabilizing at my maintenance intake.