I’ve read hundreds, if not thousands, of weight loss articles and tips in the last two decades. One of the common suggestions I’ve read is to look at a restaurant’s menu ahead of time and plan what you’ll order before you get there.
Yesterday, I thought I was having a pretty good day calorie-wise. By the time dinner rolled around, I could have sworn I still had around 800 calories or so left. I hadn’t logged my road trip snacks yet, but I didn’t expect them to add up to much. And, when I received the dinner and cocktail I ordered at the restaurant we went to, I only ate a third of it. A third is less than half, that should have saved me a whole bunch of calories right?
Sort of. Turns out, the meal I ordered is over 2,000 calories per serving. Even a third of that is almost 700 calories; and don’t get me started on the number of calories my mai tai had. This is why smart people say you should look at the menu beforehand and plan ahead.
To make matters worse, it turns out the cured meats and cheese I snacked on while driving added up to over 500 calories. Needless to say, I failed to stick to my calorie limit yesterday.
My total calories for the day: 2,907.
I wish I could write that that was my only fail for the day. But, alas, that would be untrue. Although I managed to get a significant chunk of my steps in before we started driving south late in morning, I was still short 3,000 steps by bedtime. I wasn’t worried. I figured I’d just walk laps around the hotel room. Unfortunately, I didn’t take the time into consideration. One minute, I was checking my steps mid-lap and getting closer to 15,000; the next, the clock had struck midnight and my counter had reset to 0. I ran out of time.
Final step count: 13,450
I went to bed last night feeling pretty disappointed and frustrated with myself. I had started the day on such a high. I was proud of myself for packing my scale in my overnight bag, just so I could continue to track my weight over the weekend. I know that may seem crazy, but I’ve always struggled with following through on things, and that one little thing made me feel committed.
And then I failed. Not just once, but twice.
This morning, as I completed my tracker entries for yesterday, I remembered a tip I’d read about focusing on weekly calorie totals, versus daily. I considered trying to “make up” for yesterday’s failures by walking more the rest of the week and eating less; but I reminded myself that I’ve fallen victim to this type of thinking in the past, and in the end, it’s always ended in binging and/or weight gain.
I have no other choice but to let go of yesterday’s failures, and I have to stop thinking of them as failures. I’m still here. I’m still trying. I’m still writing these posts. I haven’t truly failed until I’ve given up, and I haven’t done that just yet.
Current step total: 333
Current step goal streak: 0 days Previous step goal streak: 2 days Longest step goal streak: 13 days