I'm back! But things are highly suspect!

I suppose I never really left but I haven't been pounding the pavement recently due to bad air quality. I took a week off and frankly, it showed. It didn't help that ALL my partners failed to show. I have been asking everybody under the sun to join me so that this never happens but no such luck. I went the usual route today and I am happy to say that I even did that. There was just no motivation for me today. I had a weekend of being spoiled by The Man and now I have to get out and make up for that. I have been doing surprisingly well with the calorie counting. I think the issue with me is that I have been choosing bad food lately and that is what has been packing on my lbs. Now that I have to be aware of my food choices I am noticing that doing that alone reduces the amount of food and how often I eat because there are no snacks for me to eat if I get guilt just from looking at the nutritional info on the package. I have never been much for pastries or sweets or even bread until I had Things 2 and 3 and that surprises me. Now I have no problem sitting down and eating a loaf of bread. But since I started counting calories I have been staying away from the baked goods for the most part. I went through a doughnut stage but I am over that, I went through an artisan bread stage and that one still gets me but I'm working on it, and I went through a binging stage and I have since come to a realization as to what that was about. There was no purging involved but since I am a bored eater I tend not to stop if it tastes good. Recently I noticed also that if I let myself get hungry I binge terribly and by terribly I don't just mean quantity, I mean quality too.

So as I said, last week was a bust. No exercise other than cleaning the house and all the walking around that involves and only about half and half on the cc. So this morning I was happy just to have gotten outside of the house. Score one for me! I ate a rather large breakfast because Thing 2 decided that wheat toast was not preferable and I hate to see food go to waste, especially expensive food (yet another problem I have) so like the good trash compactor that I am I ate the toast. Combined with my own breakfast (a bowl of cereal) and I came out at a whopping 420 for breakfast. After my walk/run of 4.11 miles I came home and ate not one but two nectarines which, sadly have almost twice the calories of my peaches. How disappointing. After sitting around waiting for the time to pass until I had to pick up children from school I did my usual routine of weighing myself in the buff just before I get in the shower and I have to say I was not expecting much. Who would? Staring down at my scale I was led to ponder the question, "exactly how do you know if your scale is broken?" Seriously? After having such a bad week both with exercise and with eating, how could I have lost two pounds? I think my Taylor scale is teasing me, taunting me with the hope that my workouts and my efforts of reducing my caloric intake is actually doing something. Well I'll tell you what, Taylor scale, I'll change my ticker again this week but I will not be surprised when you tell me next week that I've gained 80 pounds because if you're lying to me...believe me, your days are numbered! Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me, fool me three times and you will be in the garbage can faster than you can say "wait!" I'll just leave you next to the garbage can as incentive to tell me the truth. Just a little reminder, if you will.