Well, something surprising happened. I thought I went way up while I was in the States, but I was skeptical that I had really gained as much as the short term was showing, especially as I had overeaten only about three days, had worked out pretty hard three times, and was eating a lot of fruit and not many carbs. Of course, when I got home and saw the big red peak, I think I might have over-reacted. The result was a surprising drop this week. Most of this is due to me basically avoiding carbs and not eating heavily. I had a head cold for most of last week, so I didn't exercise past riding my bike to work, which also makes the drop more dramatic.
I suppose more importantly, I stopped snacking and my weekends have been less consumed by feeling like I want to be eating more and feeling deprived. So that's a good thing too. Actually, that's not just a good thing. That's a great thing. That's what I set out to do in the first place. So I'm feeling like I'm slowly getting to where I want to be, mentally at least.
I'm not sure where this ends: Yoko asked me how I felt. I felt great. I feel great. So I'm going to take it easy and see where my body takes me.
