So I'm back in the desert after spending 10 days at home. Ten days of eating cake, pie, beef, bread, cheese, and endless chocolate cookies thanks to not only Turkey day but a continuous celebration of my sister, mother and cousins birthdays who all landed in that 10 day stretch.
Add to it hours and hours of movie watching, catching up on my favorite cable shows and just plain laziness (that was definitely helped by colder weather and comfortable beds and blankets).. and you have me back, trying to get past my laziness and worst of all
Pounds and Pounds heavier.
I wanted to lie on this post. I wanted to lie and say that I was so busy getting back to work that I didn't have time to weigh myself this Monday, that I had bad internet access (that part is true), that I lost my scale, that Batman came to my window and told me to glide away with him for a week and I couldn't refuse.
How could I say no, right?
But no. That's not what happened. I wasn't busy and I DID get to check my weight in the scale this Monday. The number I saw on it put me to shame. I couldn't be shocked I just hoped it hadn't been so bad. But it was. It was bad.
I'm not going to post my weight today. I'm going to wait until tomorrow.
Tomorrow is the first day of December and the day I have to update my Monthly weigh in on the side panel--------->
I'll let you know the damage then.
Sigh. This only proves to me how low I can get and how much I have to stay on the ball or else I can gain weight back in an instant.
Damage report tomorrow. You have been warned.
*lowers head in shame*