So today I weigh 154 pounds. I'm still trying to figure this one out because I had lost a pound as of Friday, a hard fought victory. Two meals out in Knoxville--one of them a salad--and I'm up 2 pounds? Grr. To make matters more embarrassing, you gotta hear what happened yesterday.
Okay, so I have two pair of jeans that mostly fit, and now both of them are tight. When we got home from the road, I draped the jeans over the side of the hamper and found a pair of pajama pants to wear until it was time to meet the girls for a dinner out. I had put my driver's license and credit cards in the back pocket, so when I put the jeans back on to go out, I didn't think to get my purse or anything. Everything was in my back pocket, right? Wrong.
After supper, I reach back for my credit cards, and I don't have them. I had to bum money off a friend as well as contemplate a hundred different scenarios of stopping both credit cards and going to the DMV for a new license. I rushed home and there were the credit cards in the hamper where they had slid out of my pocket when I draped the jeans over the side of the hamper.
And the moral of the story? If I hadn't allowed my weight to get out of hand, I would not have felt the need to take off my pants and thus would not have been embarrassed in front of a group of new friends. Even worse? That was the pair of pants that wouldn't stay up a year and a half ago. *sigh*
Oh, well. Back to the drawing board with salads and egg white sandwiches. I started lifting weights again in the gym and put in an extra 10 minutes of cardio while chatting with some of my lady friends who are trying to talk me into Monday morning yoga. If I can just stay out of the Halloween candy, I think that would be an excellent start!