Days 39, 40, 41

The freakin' weekend. That's what they call it on one of the radio stations around here and I tell ya--that's about how I feel about it today. Grrr....
So, as I mentioned before, I was going out of town Fri. & Sat. with my mom and Brooklyn. Well, Friday after I posted "Day 38's" post I started getting sick. Sicker and sicker as the day progressed. I never did actually barf...but I was as nauseated as I've ever been in my life ALL. DAY. LONG. It was miserable. I never was able to eat anything that entire day other than a few crackers. I took a 2 hour nap that morning in place of my work out. Then on the way to our out-of-town destination, my mom drove and I slept the whole way. When we got there, I practically passed out on the couch. I'm sure no one knew what to make of me--as that is SO NOT my normal personality. I am the kind of person who will be sick and you'll never know it because I just tend to ignore symptoms. Literally, when I mention that I'm not feeling well...people know it must be pretty serious. Anyway...no work out on Friday. Saturday we got up early and amazingly I felt AWESOME! I mean..not just "back to normal" but I felt Grrrrreat! I was awake and energetic and very cheery feeling. It was terrific! Anyway, we went to Ihop for breakfast and I ordered an egg substitute veggie omlet. It came with 2 silver dollar pancakes so I ate them with sugar free syrup and had water. I felt great about that. Then we went to Lowes and bought paint and I spent the rest of the day painting the nursery (for my neice)--ceiling included. We had Subway for lunch. It ended up being about 8:30 pm before we got home...so no work out on Saturday either. Sunday, which is normally our rest day, we decided to play catch up and do Friday's missed work out--so we did Legs & Back and Ab Ripper X. I was glad to have at LEAST done that.
Still, I have got to figure something out with my weekends. I have a feeling my diet on those 3 days is what is sabotaging my weight loss. I really do well with eating M-Thur. but come Friday, I get sloppy.