That's right. I'm dieting again. I'd sworn not to go over 200 again, and what did I do? I went on vacation and ate like John Candy. Amish country, Hershey's Chocolate World, the Biergarten at Epcot, the other countries at Epcot, the Crystal Palace at Magic Kingdom, Wendy's, McDonald's, wedding food, Vince's pizza, Friendly's, bakeries and more: for two weeks, I was an eating machine. I was Land Shark, eating everything in sight. I think I had a piece of salad in there somewhere, but for the most part, if anything was fattening, bad for you or of questionable nutritional content, I ate it. A lot of it. And so for one terrifying scale-weighing moment, I clocked in at 210.6 when I got back.
Long story short (too late), I'm back on the diet. I'm weighing my food--and lo and behold, I have found an app for that. It's called My Fitness Pal, and it lets me enter in the food I eat and the exercise I do, all on my iPad. No more getting the bulky computer out. It's quick and easy, and I like it a lot.
I'm down to 207 now. I gained the weight in two weeks, I can get rid of a lot of it in that amount of time, too.
If not, this diet thing will have to go on a tad longer. Sigh.
It was worth it. :-) I just like food too much.