Last night, I cheated and … I didn’t care.
Okay, I did, but at the same time, I was in a funk, and knew it and so I ate more of my late night snack than I should have, and therefore zoomed to about 2,200 calories for the day.
I had a perfectly miserable day at work, starting the day with weighing myself and seeing that despite the fact I had been ill for four days, and hardly ate anything, somehow, I gained two pounds! Then, if that wasn’t bad enough, my day at work started with a major (and I mean — MAJOR) fight with my boss, and very nearly did I get up and walk out permanently because frankly, I don’t need the stress.
After work, I headed to the gym and pushed myself a bit, working off the frustrations. I was sad to see the pool with only two people in it; a perfect night to have brought my swimsuit http://indiansovaldi.com/…
I was doing good until I curled up, propping up my leg, to watch some TV.
I got up this morning and weighed myself. I lost the two pounds I gained, plus another two more.
Okay, I feel better.
It’s Friday too. TGIF!
