Last weekend was the most amazing weekend of my life. And I'm not particularly exaggerating. No, really. Just an uber special weekend.
Last weekend was also an eating failure--both boyfriend and I ate and ate. Not so good.
We have great excuses--we were at a wedding that boyfriend was a groomsman in so we didn't choose the food. We had to have a piece of wedding cake--after all, it is tradition. We were on vacation!
Etc., etc.
Truth is, I am utterly responsible for how I ate. The frustrating part is, I'm pretty sure I undid the 4 days that I busted my ass last week to move the needle.
Truth also is, that I wouldn't give up last weekend for anything.
Last weekend was also an eating failure--both boyfriend and I ate and ate. Not so good.
We have great excuses--we were at a wedding that boyfriend was a groomsman in so we didn't choose the food. We had to have a piece of wedding cake--after all, it is tradition. We were on vacation!
Etc., etc.
Truth is, I am utterly responsible for how I ate. The frustrating part is, I'm pretty sure I undid the 4 days that I busted my ass last week to move the needle.
Truth also is, that I wouldn't give up last weekend for anything.
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