I didn't fall off the detox wagon. I planned to step off gently, and I did. I had lovely whole wheat lemon blueberry pancakes like I predicted i would, and took it easy the rest of the day. And I had a cup of Leon's Butter Pecan Frozen custard on Monday to celebrate the summer-like weather. And Tuesday I got right back on the wagon, and here I am. One pound down anyway.
240, fat percentage down a point to 47. Not bad for the week preceeding Rickshaw Ride.
So I'm back, and feeling good about the control. I hate that i have to be this conscious about it, but I've kvetched about this before.