Well, I haven't weighed myself since the big meal. I am kind of scared. I felt like I ate more than I should have, but in retrospect, I did not eat myself to an uncomfortable level of full at any point. I wanted to go for a walk, but the pouring rain made it kind of undesirable. So now I'm just trying to get back onto the pre-made meals wagon. My daily breakfast of pumpkin oatmeal is the best. With my schedule being so erratic it's nice to know I have a hot breakfast waiting for me in the fridge in a matter of minutes. Breakfast is the worst when it comes to skipping meals. I walked 4 miles last week as well. It's not much, but it's something. It occurred to me that this lifestyle change stuff is permanent. I've always been aware of this fact, but the reality of it sank in finally. If I start walking and lose weight, I can't stop walking if I want to keep it off. It will come creeping back. I hate that!
In new developments, I moved all of my voice students at Beacocks to Friday evenings. I did this not remembering that I have my weight watchers meetings on Friday evenings. This is horribly depressing. I love my meeting. I love the leader, I love the group, I love the location. But I really don't want to make more of a mess out of my schedule so I'm kind of stuck with it. Which means I have to find another meeting. Sad.