GEEZ! I'm up half a pound. I thought for sure I'd break the 166lb mark today. Nope! I'm up, I gained. Why? What the frick is going on? To tell you the truth I want to give in. I'm so easily affected by things like this. I feel like I'm giving it my all with no return. What I want to do is have a big ol' glass of Mtn. Dew and some french fries! That'll show the scale..... you wanna go up, I'll make you go up. If my anniversary wasn't 18 days-14hrs. and 37min. away I'd hit McDonald's for a McGriddle combo. Instead I'm going to spend the morning trying to get myself out of my funk and back on track. The upside.... my favorite pre-pregnancy jeans are fitting better. Good things are apparently happening they're just not transferring to the scale. Oh well, tonight is another workout and tomorrow is another day to weigh in. Maybe, hopefully, prayerfully this will be my week to break the mark. Who knows? We'll see.
~C.B.~
