172 pounds and probably still slumpy. if i read back i'm sure i'd find myself feeling like this pretty often. something happens, like my recent size 12 revelation, and i get complacent. right now, i'm pretty darn happy with my body. i feel smokin' lately. it's harder to remember that i don't want to settle for this, even though it's not a bad place to be. i've had a lot of ideas lately and i think they're all great. automating lunch and breakfast really works for me, there's no work. i do my prep work on the weekends, i keep cereal and milk at work, i always have the same pre-approved snacks at work. that's the big thing i'm having a problem with, there is no problem.
on the outside looking in i'm doing all the right things and i'm happy and there aren't very many screw ups. all things considered. which makes deciding what to do next sort of difficult. so i'm not going to decide, not for a few more days. today is thursday. i'm going to force myself to stop thinking about dieting until atleast monday. i might pop in tomorrow if only to log what ridiculous things i'm eating. i think i'm making some lush portobella pasta tonight. i have one more mushroom cap to use and i want to make the most of it. i'm hungry just thinking about it.