I have vowed to get myself out of this funk. Seriously, I hate feeling this way. I’m up 5 lbs this week, and really I’m not surprised. I really didn’t care and ate whatever. I tracked, but I didn’t care. Wine, eating out , and happy hour are not conducive to weight loss. It was a wake up call getting on the scale yesterday. If I didn’t weigh myself everyday and remain accountable with my Saturday weigh in, I could spiral out of control.
Daylight savings time also kicked my butt this morning. I woke up and thought I has slept in so late and feel like I have to rush around. I have to meet friends at noon for a fund-raiser brunch. I am packing up my workout bag so that right after the brunch, I’m going to the gym.
Okay, off to get ready….more later. I just need to clear the air, so I can get back on track.