I should mention something. I know I said I wasn't going to stress on my weight but I also didn't mention my weight. I weighed last night and it said 190. Yes, the dreaded 190! But I know that is high. I'm not making excuses, just going to explain that part of it is that my stomach is off. I was bad and had cheese and well... let's just say I've been paying for it! Then I'm suppose to start my cycle soon. SO, overall, while I'm not happy about that number, I'm not going to freak out. If I get to next week and I see that again, then maybe I'll have a mini panic attack. But I'm almost positive I won't. Between the inflammation from the dairy and period bloat, I think much of it will go away. Plus, I weighed at night and normally I weigh in the AM. I probably should've weighed again this morning, but it just wasn't the first thing on my mind. I wanted to get up and get the Christmas lights off and get the house woke up and youngest fed. Anyways, I know I've probably gained a couple of pounds, but not 7 real pounds. But time will tell, right? I'm ok if I stay between say 183 and 186. So, I guess that would be 4 real pounds. You get my point. We will see next week. I just don't think I'm going to meet my goal of getting to the 170's by the end of the year. It's sort of a bummer, but not the end of the world. At least I'm getting there! Slow and steady wins the race. :)
Ok, now I'm really off. Time to get to work!