Sunday morning at Panera's Bakery. I'm sitting in the far corner as far away from the counter full of the demon's dynamite. I'm on second shift. Every Sunday is Sunday school for the kids. 2 different sessions: 8:45 -10:45 AM, 11:00- 1:00 PM. I usually take Kid 1 on the first shift, go work out at the gym and then pick up #1. Today Kid 1 wanted his mother to take him. I pleaded with him to let me take him for I don't like to mess with routine. No deal. I could still do the workout thing with Kid #2 on second shift. Well you know the result of that. Here I am choosing to blog over working out. This is rarity. Not like me. Is it time for me to get concerned? Let me look into this deeper...

1. I worked out 3 times this week - Monday (weights), Thursday (cardio), Friday (weights with trainer). Only 3 times this week.
2. I ate like shit at every dinner. Worst week to date eating wise. M, Wed, Thurs, Fri, Sat - all restaurants. No restrictions or self control.
3. The blog postings slipped. I didn't feel like writing down the evening's follies. It would serve no purpose other than to remind me what I already knew. I ate like shit. I didn't see this week coming but I should have had an inkling that it was going to surface with Day 305's post.

On Thursday I threw in a set of lunges that were not on my program but figured I need to work the muscles that I have been neglecting in lieu of cardio. Lunges always always put me on the verge of using crutches in the 1-3 days that follow (muscle soreness). I should do them more often to prevent the soreness. I told my trainer on Friday that my upper legs were sore (specifically inner thigh/groin area) What are those called - adductors? Yes adductors - thank you Google. He still put lying leg curl breakdowns in the session so yesterday and today my legs are useless for cardio. Getting in an out of the car, any seat is a reminder of those @#$%*& lunges! I could have still done upper body strength training today but I choose to reflect on what a bad week I had eating wise.

I guess it wasn't a total loss as I did manage to workout 3 times. The body could use some rest anyway. So where does this leave me? On a down ward spiral? I think not. I have come a long way during the past 10 months to let what I have accomplished slowly fade away.I had a taste (pun intended? LOL!) of what it felt like eating a la pre Last Diet. One night of unrestricted eating - OK. 2 nights...uneasy. 3 nights - scary & frightening. I swear I could notice the face swelling in the mirror by Friday.

So I will put this week behind me. I will try to hold it together today, Superbowl Sunday (Go Patriots!) and get on with the journey Monday morning.