Weight a Gosh Darn Minute

I’m pissed.

No, really pissed. Spittin’ mad (I’d say if I were in the 1960s version of The Parent Trap). So mad I skipped my workout Friday morning.

Harrumph.

So there.

Anyway, I worked really hard this last week. I practically knocked myself out with the Abs, Arms, Legs Challenge, sticking to my running schedule (which means getting up really early), cross-training with pickleball…and, yeah, I wasn’t keeping track of my food, but I was paying attention to it and eating the portions and things I usually eat when I lose weight. I was good, dammit!

And what did I lose this week?

NOTHING. I GAINED POINT-TWO POUNDS!

What the hell? Okay, I know it’s barely even a quarter of a pound, but still. The point is to LOSE weight, not maintain, not gain.

And, right, I didn’t write down my food or really keep track of points, and there was that batch of biscotti I made, and the gift basket of peanut brittle we received at work, and someone may or may not have brought Cranberry Bliss Bars in to the office…

Hmmmm. Okay, new plan: This coming week, I’m going to lighten up on the workouts a little. Not that they were extra strenuous or anything, I’m just not going to work as hard at fitting them in. (Don’t worry, I won’t be skipping any runs.) But I AM going to be extra diligent about what I eat, how much and the Weight Watchers points.

Let’s see what happens.