This week was a total and complete disaster.
It all started with the chocolate mint cupcakes they had at mutual. They had little pieces of andes mints in them. So I ate two. Then, you know, I had spent all that time making the homemade oreos, so I had one of them too. Then I can't remember what happened Wednesday but it involved another treat. Having both treats used up by Wednesday is not a happy place to be in. Janssen was out of town on Wednesday and Ralphie can't make it to the gym on Wednesdays so I didn't go. Then Thursday I helped stuff the Easter eggs for our HOA Easter party and...yeah, well, I'm not superwoman folks. Then Saturday I had a little psychotic..ummm "episode" and my awesome husband brought home flowers and ice cream. I've begged him incessently for like five years to do stuff like that, so like I was going to turn it down. Then on Sunday, well....Janssen made mint brownies for crying out loud. And you guessed it, I couldn't find the time during my "episode" to go to the gym.
So, one trip to the gym, about a thousand treats...and yup, my weight went back up to 137lbs.
Stupid choclately things with mints in them.
The good news though is that today marks the beginning of a new week. I went to the gym and burned way more calories than usual (which means I burned like 260 instead of 200, but hey, progress!) and I am committed to the treat thing again. I am back on the bandwagon folks.