Last week I was an utter workout failure--the gym didn't see my sweaty face for 11 whole days. Yup, I said it. I did not work out for 11 days straight. No joke. No good.
This is not something that I am proud of. Even a little. I mean, I coooooould blame my trainer who stranded me by going on a fabulous Turkish vacay for a week. Or I coooooould blame the new job, or maybe the new guy. However, no one really is responsible except me. Sad but true.
Now, this should be the part where I tell ya that karma is a bitch. That I gained half the weight back, or whatever.
But get this. I LOST weight--4.4lbs to be exact. That puts me at 33 lbs down total.
Can you believe it?!?!?!
That was not 4.4 lbs that I earned. That 4.4 lbs should have been granted to someone far more deserving.
But it wasn't..and I'll take it...all the way to the gym!
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Yay! That must mean you were still eating well at least. Love your blog, I look forward to it even more than my weekly shows! (And you know how I feel about my weekly shows)
ReplyDeleteThank goodness for Barnabys!
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