I will never understand the human body.
Last weekend was binge city (or at least my version of binge, which is to overeat in a grand way; I don't think I meet the medical/psych definition). My stress over some personal things was in overdrive. I had also twisted my back and was on several restrictions so no exercise.
Over the course of two days I ate:
5 bowls of ice cream
3 "popperfuls" of popcorn
3 large bowls of sugared cereal.
Untold amount of bread/toast and butter
2 pkgs Ramen Noodles
2 snack sized bags of chips
And, actually, the healthy food I'm supposed to eat on this diet including my supplements.
And that's what I remember.
The point is, I went WAY beyond my daily allotment of carb grams. By all rights I should be BLOATED with water and gained probably 10 pounds.
I get on the scale at the weigh in at hospital this evening...I lost 2 pounds.
I DON'T GET IT!
Just accept it for what it is, I guess.
In a related note, I don't think I'm going to be reporting my Way Ins anymore. This is in line with my last few posts in giving up the end and paying attention to the journey. Weekly or bi-weekly reminders of failure or success toward that goal doesn't seem to fit anymore. I might bring it back at some point.