So we were out of town for about 11 days. Six of those days I was able to eat on plan because we were camping, but five of those days involved hotel stays and being on the road. Since we were in a few different parts of the country I decided to partake in the local cuisine. That was a mistake. Only five days off plan - four beers, potatoes twice, bread three times, pasta once, sweets twice and drum roll, a gain of 8 pounds. Seriously, that’s how reactive I am to those things. I am coming on here to tell about it so that I get my butt back in gear. There’s something very useful in declaring that I am going back on plan. So witnesses, I am going back on plan!
This is why I like to weigh myself daily. I am so reactive that at the first show of the gain, I would have stopped myself, but without the daily reminder of how quickly it could come back, I figured why not and had a philly cheesesteak in philly and pasta in Boston’s north end and fish and chips in New England…