So part of my summer involved this RATCHET sleep study...I have obstructional sleep apnea; which means I'm not supposed to sleep on my back or I stop breathing. Ok; big deal. The IMPORTANT part is when I weighed in; I saw a number I've NEVER seen in 34 years of life, not even when I was pregnant.
Stopped me in my damn tracks.
So I promptly came home; fired up my Weight Watchers and readapted to the plan, PointsPlus. I've been doing well so far; 2 weeks in I'm down 4.6 lbs, that's nothing to sneeze at. I mean just 20 more to 10% loss and ONE HUNDRED more to goal! (trying to be positive).
I've been drinking Coke Zero, fruit and yogurt parfaits, water, taking a multivitamin, working out, less fried chicken and mac and cheese, planning my meals...I've been a GOOD girl for 2 whoooole weeks.
But today. THIS day. Was not a good food day.
It started off innocently enough, with hotcakes and sausage from McDonalds---with a water of course. Then it progressed to a Super Steak from Great Steak. With Fries. And Cheese Sauce.
The nail in the coffin? The Oreo McFlurry I had for dinner.
Someone just told me; "tomorrow is another day". Yeah; it is. I have to remember that...or remember Scarlet took a tumble could be me if I don't get this shit under control....*roll that beautiful bean footage*
BWWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....gets me everytime!!! ROFLMAOOOO....the table would probably drop dead if I got my fat azz up there too...(I wonder if that child is still on the floor? LOL)
Toodles!
