|Thank's Beckey for the picture!|
As I wrote in my last blog here, I promised my friend Cyndi I wouldnt step on the scale until November 1. I have 20 more days. EEEK. I'm already beginning to think it's a bad thing. I think I need that scale everyday. I think I need it for my own sanity. But - I'm gonna stick to it and give this a go.
My last blog was 10 days ago. I think that's the last time I worked out too. Then Lis came to visit from Las Vegas on Thursday, and we did nothing but eat and drink and go out for 4 days. Then I caught some sort of craptastic bug, and stayed home from work yesterday.
Yeah... Today would be the day that I wanted to step on the scale. I wanted to see the damage I've done over the weekend, but instead of that, I went for a run in the park. I'm still feeling a bit "blah", but I managed to complete a little over 2 miles in 35 minutes. I'll take it.
The goal this week...4 more work outs by Sunday, and I have to stay away from my daughter's snacks for school. The little snack sized bags are so damn cute... next week, she's getting carrot sticks. LOL