Frustration City, Here I Am!

I know I didn't blog last week (don't worry, wrist already slapped), but I lost 1.4 pounds. Yay! Made up some of the ground I lost the week before.

This week - up 1.7. Sonofabitchthissucks!!!!! When I look back on my week, I know I didn't eat as well as I should have. I didn't eat as well as a linebacker should have! And my exercise consisted of carrying the munchkin up the stairs for baths, diaper changes, and bedtime. So did I put forth the effort I should have? Absolutely not.

The hardest thing for me now is recovering from the slip-up and getting back on track. I eat bad one week, and not only do I gain, but I remember just how good that bad-for-you stuff really tastes. So the next week, I start the cycle all over again. This week I started Monday in the hole Points-wise by about 23. So it's up to me - keep going down this path and see more poundage on the scale next Monday, or put a stop to it once and for all now. My hope is to get it together - get some exercise and eat better. Double whammy. Let's see how it goes!