AMJ 30S and the popcorn debacle.

This past weekend Logan and I went to the movies, while Zach was at a birthday party.

In a moment of weakness, I had some movie theatre popcorn. Some... the whole bag... you know.

It was delicious.  However, its the AMJ equivalent of dropping acid.  Despite best efforts that followed which included a 7 mile run on Sunday and a 4.5 mile run last night (and also not eating anything when I took the boys to McDonalds), the scale did not quite recover from the popcorn.

So yes, sadly as of this morning, I am up  0.6lbs.

It's not much, but enough to piss me off and motivate me to get back on track for next week.