Another half pound of fat has vanished, brining my total to just over 21 pounds lost so far. A wee, tiny step in the right direction.
Yeah, I am pretty happy about that. Considering I was on vacation last week and I’ve been bat-shit-crazy stressed this week, I think a modest loss rocks. Hard core.
My only disappointment is my lack of exercise this week. I have a lot of excuses for not getting to the gym. None of them involve zombies, and thus are not blog-worthy.
Tomorrow I need to shop for pants. I have several pairs that are still too small, and several pairs that are now too big. The pair I wore to a seminar yesterday hang around my hips; I can easily pull them on and off without unbuttoning or unzipping them. All of the capri pants that I was wearing at the start of the summer are baggy, and it’s getting cooler and I will look like an idiot wearing capris up until Halloween.
So, I am staking out bars near the mall so I can get my drink on before I have to wrestle into new jeans in a dressing room.
And, 10 a.m. is not too early for cocktails if I’m shopping for jeans, right? I know breakfast cocktails are in order before trying on swimsuits.
