I know I shouldn't be, but I'm mad at myself.

For 5 weeks, things have been moving along nicely. I've lost 23 pounds, found new energy, started taking stairs, etc. Three days ago, I gained a pound, probably because the day before all I could find to eat was processed (sausage, ham, bacon, cheese, and no real veggies) and I only got (ha, ha--after 140oz a day this seems small) 64 oz of water in. I understood that and accepted it, sort of. I'd done the best in an "away from home" situation that I could do.

Yesterday, though, I started getting a little depressed about it. I know this sounds trivial, but I just needed to say it. And, last night, I ate way too many almonds (about 1/2 cup). They tasted good at the time, but now I regret 'em.

Today, my weight was the same--no loss but no more gain. I'm kicking myself for giving in to the almonds. If I hadn't eaten the extra carbs, maybe the gained pound would be gone. Instead, it is still lingering.

What's up?? I went 37 days with no cheat, did the best I could 3 times when away from home, and now I'm mad at myself for eating almonds. In my head, I knew to stop. And I did stop before I wanted to. I just didn't stop before I'd eaten so many . . .

Has anyone else ever felt this way? Frustrated about a stupid food? When will I learn?

Sorry to whine . . . I just needed to 'fess up, I guess. Maybe it will keep me from doing it again??

Sue
BTW: I gave the rest of the almonds away and took the battery out of my scale and gave it to my roomie. And, I'm back to strict induction today (no nuts, 160 oz of water, and only 1oz of cheese b/c it stalls me).