Phew

My butt hurts from riding this morning. Which is good on the one hand; bad that just a month off of real riding has already begun to turn me into a limp mushroom.

Breakfast was a banana and a slice of sprouted grain with PB.

Lunch was a tuna sandwich with a tiny bit of mayo —tiny; I hate mayo really, but it helps the tuna out— and salt, pepper, and baby spinach. And four saltine crackers, and a Diet 7up.. And a handful of chocolate chips.

I have to fail at least once a day. Never have I ever (at my skinniest and fittest) skipped failing at some chocolate.

Also had a glass of red wine last night. Just one, and I don't feel guilty. This being in addition to fish tacos and chips, but whatever.

Stupid "no alcohol" plan.

Workout tonight.