two words...

...never again.

I mean, I love me some Culver's, but I think in the future I'm going to have to plan for it a little differently. I ate my salad at about 11:15, and then didn't eat anything else until 7:30. By then I was absolutely ravenous. It was one of those times when it actually felt like my body was trying to eat itself. My cheeks and elbows (Elbows?! what's that about?) got hot, and I started getting a little woozy. The plan to go to the gym before I ate was thrown forcibly aside by 6:30, and I swear last night was the longest commute ever.

I know what you're thinking, because I was thinking it too--it had only been EIGHT HOURS since lunch. I'm not sure what was going on with my body, but I guess it's been a pretty long time since I've forced myself to function on 300 calories for most of a day. If I actually stayed on plan consistently I'm sure it wouldn't have been that much of a shock, but I've gotten used to eating every 2-3 hours, and consuming 600-1100 calories before 3 pm. Cut that in half, and my body starts having a panic attack. What can I say--the body's a drama queen. I've got it so trained to never be hungry that if it goes eight waking hours without a snack, it thinks it may never see food again.

The lesson in this is that if I'm going to save most of my points for the evening, I need to either spread out my meals better, or I need to bring no-point foods for snacks.

The good news is that even though I was so hungry, I still ordered exactly as I planned. I did order fries, but I only ate about half of them, and I ended up throwing away half my frozen custard, too. Then we went straight from Culver's to the gym, where I burned off those fries. I ended up with a 28-point day and 6 activity points, which is the best WW day I've had in a loooong time.