I made poor choices, I made more poor choices, I made the most poor choices. Good news is I am home for the week, with no big out of town traveling for a while. Yet, why did I make the poor choices? I let my situation dictate my eating. On the road? Need snacks and fast food! We had planned a nice time to get home where I could make a quick dinner, but due to a traffic jam( Man was threatening to jump off a bridge) it was to late. We fed the boys, my oldest picked subway, which I promptly decided to go with…well i should have atleast. Instead, one the boys go to bed I ordered pizza, and am really feelking sick from it right now. I am bloated and feel like someone is squzzing my face. Water tomorrow, and a bike ride for sure!
So here it is Day 11