Well, crud. I’m up 2 lbs. Back to 204.
I’m determined not to get down about this and go on a binge. Right now, I’m having a cup of green tea.
Hmmm, bright side, bright side...
I did get off the couch and walk more.
My back seems loads better so the torn muscle must be healing nicely.
I didn’t eat like an idiot and backslide even more.
I didn’t regain all 4 pounds I’d lost.
In fact, I’ll bet this is actually muscle!
Yeah, that’s it! I’m on my way to buffness.
On another note. It poured down rain all night long and it is still coming down steadily although the animals are no longer pairing up. When I got up, I quickly pulled on a skirt, tank top, flip flops and hubby’s rain jacket. As we walked down the busy road I live beside, I was too close to the roadway, lost in my own thoughts.
A cement truck hit a large puddle and soaked my legs, feet and pink poodle. I’ll bet that cracked up the motorists around me.
Hopefully it made someone’s day. I know I sure thought it was funny.
Tikki, not so much.