I gained a pound last week. John did point out that a pound is probably within the error for the scale.
It's a little depressing, although not unexpected. I took the kids out to Perkins for dinner, and while I had scrambled eggs and wheat toast (not too bad) I also ate most of the hash browns even though I was trying to resist. The next night was my birthday and I took the kids to a hibachi steak house, and while I didn't clean my plate like I usually do, I ate over half, and of course it's a lot of white rice and noodles. And I had ice cream. Oh, and JC and I split a California roll and tuna sashimi. So LOTS of white rice. And I had Chipotele for lunch on Friday, although I had NO rice, just their salad but it was probably too much meat. Then on Saturday, I was at the church garage sale until about 1pm and came home starving. Ate the rest of the Sushi House leftovers (more rice and noodles), then we ended up having pasta for dinner. High protein pasta, which I did measure out only 1 cup of, and meatballs for more protein but probably lots of fat. And a small slice of birthday cake at church on Sunday.
So I was both way off course but still more controlled than pre-diet. I was kind of hoping I would at least maintain, but it's proving to me I still have to be really conscious about what I eat, which is a little depressing just because that probably applies to the rest of my life.
Oy. Makes me tired just thinking about it.