Cheating

I did it. I cheated. I wasn't really able to sleep last night and so.. I cheated. I ate a 100 g chicken breast with a cup of skim organic milk.

MAY GOD FORGIVE ME.

I woke up and guess what - 189.9 pounds. Dammit.

Can this also be because the chicken I've been eating is like coated with poultry seasoning salt? Or is this just wishful thinking?

I work up with firm resolve not to cheat today. So, I drank the potion, worked out with Trevor (my arms are killing me) and then went home and made chicken soup from abovementioned chicken, plus 99% fat free chicken broth... BUT IT WASN"T ORGANIC! And I ate a grapefruit. I was feeling, and I know this sounds crazy, COMPLETELY FAT AND FULL. How can this be? I forgot the vegetable completely.

Kevin Trudeau will likely swoop down with his winged monkeys and chastize me for this.

I loved drinking that milk. I had to realize, though that I figured milk was a great thing if it was both SKIM and ORGANIC. But do you know how much sugar is in milk? Like 11 grams! Of Sugar? What are those cows eating? No wonder I like it so much. Ice cream? You can keep it? Yogurt? I scoff at yogurt. But a cold glass of milk. Ahhh.

So now I'm at the office for a minute (ok it is now three hours) and am drinking my water dutifully. I think I need a massage after the car accident but where can I find a massage where they won't use unapproved oil? A dry massage is just not worth it. Maybe I can bring in my own product, assuming there is such a thing.

Perhaps it would be better to go home and finish my report. The one that won't die.

Cheating. Well, you pay for it the next morning. Dammit. How can 1 cup of milk and a teeny piece of fat free chicken put on a pound?

GRRRR