Let us now ALL repeat the mantra (provided by the lovely Kara): YOU ONLY LOSE WEIGHT WHEN YOU TRACK POINTS.
Ugh. I lost .5 pounds this week. Which still puts me a pound behind because last week? Gained 1.5 pounds because I got lazy and over-confident. BOO.
YES. 12.5 pounds is a lot!! But you know what else is a lot? Weighing 171 pounds when you're only 5'4". There, I said it. I JUST TOLD THE INTERNET HOW MUCH I WEIGH. So when I say more than 20 pounds to go I FREAKING MEAN IT PEOPLE. Go ahead, pat me on the back you ENABLERS. Tell me that I had a 10 pound 7 ounce baby (NEARLY EIGHT MONTHS AGO). Remind me that I topped out at 204 at the height of pregnancy and WOAH that was like 35 pounds ago! Say again that being pregnant twice in the same year takes it's toll on the body and on your SOUL and all that ice cream was EARNED, biotch! Say, hey, you ran like 6 miles this week! With teenagers! And you totally gave yourself heat stroke that one time so you NEEDED those three ice cream sandwiches!! Come on! They were Skinny Cow so you're GOOD! Because that's what I'm telling myself. Because I AM MY OWN WORST ENABLER.
And thus, some notes to myself:
1. Teach husband to take a flattering picture of me FOR ONCE IN HIS LIFE.
2. Those arms are NOT all muscle, lady.
3. Shoveling mashed potatoes down your gullet like it's your job and then washing that down with cake and ice cream and CHEESE probably isn't going to help things.
4. Count your stupid points and stop whining because everyone is REALLY annoyed with you right now.