So, after a week of being mostly on track and a great 3 pound loss, I "celebrated" last night by stuffing my face. Honestly, what the h** is wrong with me? I ate dinner, so happy to have had another successful day, feeling proud of myself for having a big spinach salad with a few lean beef slices on top rather than the big buttery potato and hunk of steak the hubby was eating. Yeah, even turned him down when he was making himself a bowl of ice cream..........and then it hit me. An overwhelming hunger that I could not stop, or so it seemed, and I broke down and fed it-fed it a lot. As in an entire bag, not those cute little single-serving bags, no I had to eat the entire family sized bag, of white cheddar popcorn and still I was "hungry" so I followed that little debaucle with a big fat peanut butter and banana sandwich and a glass of almond milk. I mean, are you f'ing kidding me right now?? I know better, and I knew I certainly wasn't hungry. So, I should probably just say the hell with it all and start over on Monday right? I mean, isn't that what we do? No, today, I am going to get back on track, I'm prepping food for the week now, to help me avoid that "nothing to eat so I'll try everything" binge. And I need some help, I need to be accountable, and to admit my screw-ups, so here it is, in writing, my huge well over 2000 calorie day.............