My first PB and hopefully my last

Last week was great for me.  I was on target, losing weight every day.  This week I went to San Antonio for a conference and it was more difficult than I anticipated to eat right.  I did all right with my eating, but not fantastic. I mostly had a protein bar for breakfast and something light for lunch - one day it was a tuna kit.  The alcohol may have been my problem but I had straight tequila instead of mixing it to save calories.  I did okay, but still a little off course.  I had fun though.

One night we were out to eat and I had ordered a chicken breast and some sweet potato fries.  It was over cooked, the bite was bigger than it should have been, and I swallowed.  dum dum dummmmmmmmm....I was uncomfortable almost immediately.   I decided to take a drink of water to help it down.  I tried burping, but that didn't work.  I decided to make a run for the bathroom. I did and thankfully it was empty except for the attendant.  It was weird and I think it was a Productive Burp (PB).  I didn't exactly vomit, but water came spewing out of my mouth in two separate occasions.  I expected the slime to come as I waited for the chicken to come back up.  I stayed in the bathroom for a while and the tightness in my chest went away.  I think the chicken went down because it never came up and I felt better.  The rest of my meal was just the fries!  I have no desire to ever be really stuck.  I was pretty uncomfortable.

The last few days I have been hungry again and more often.  I have been exercising a lot...like 800% more than I have ever done before.  I'm sticking with the 3 mile walks.  I even went walking my 3 miles in San Antonio.  That's the Alamo behind me.  I was trying to keep my time, that's why I barely slowed down and my picture is crazy-faced.

I am struggling again close to my second fill.  I am so frustrated about EVERYTHING right now. I am sensitive and emotional.  I am irritable and very very pissy.  PMS?  I would suspect.  Now if I can just keep myself from pissing off my husband too much in the meantime by my extreme emotional nonsense.  I want to eat everything I can find and it REALLY pisses me off that I can't!!!  Agh!!!

I am at my thirty day mark which means I need to take another round of pictures.  I don't feel like I am in my green zone yet.  I am still ahead of the schedule the clinic gave me for where I should be in my weight loss, but it feels like it should be more.  Maybe in a couple of days once my attitude improves.  :)  Aren't I a barrel of laughs!??  Wouldn't you love to be married to me?!  Geesh...