Well here I am... being the typical generations X'er (even though I think I'm like Genration Y.. I'm an 80's baby....) Sitting in the glorious sun, outside a starbucks, drinking a green tea (1/2 sugar) lemonade, and blogging.. I feel like the weight loss gods have gotten together, and drop kicked me... or at the very least, kicked me in the crotch!
I worked out 5 times this past week, sweating more than is acceptable for a prissy gal like myself.. I haven't cheated, I didn't eat the pizza I was craving, or the chocolate, or the cake, or the starbucks cookies...
Weigh in was yesterday...
Not impressed...
I F*&King GAINED 0.4 pounds this week..
Okay now before you can say "it's only 0.4 Kirsti" think about how you feel when you gain 0.4, or 0.6, or even 0.2... it's still a kick in the junk!!!
Now I do need to remind myself that in February I had a similar kinda month... I lost 1.0 pounds 2 weeks in a row, and then I gained that exact amount back for the following 2 weeks...
so this may just be how my body works.... I'm not happy about it, but if I do everything I know how to do, if I eat exactly within my daily points, and get a proper amount of sleep.. I can't get mad at myself.. so instead I get angry with the weight loss gods...
grrr fucking arggg!
xoxo
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