Good news: I was down in weight again, another 0.9 pounds, down to 173.4, my lowest weight since the start of the year. Woo.
Bad news: Mid-afternoon and the day felt like it was dragging on interminably. I gave in and had one serving of crackers, which I ate over a period of time instead of just shaking the box directly into my mouth.
I was very good otherwise, though, and was actually too low on my calorie goal for the day, so ate just enough to tip me past.
I felt guilty eating the crackers–as intended–and as I type this I am noshing on carrot sticks. I could learn to like these.
We’ll see if the crackers instantly convert to fat when I weight myself tomorrow morning.
