Over the past week and half from my birthday to the aftermath of my baby girl's party my eating has been gross. There were times I found myself eating junk not because I was hungry but because it was there. I am not use to eating out or having junk food in the house so I was ridiculous. I hated that out of control feeling around food, but more than that I hated feeling gross after eating. So this AM, I stepped on the scale saw the 2.5 pounds of damage the last week and half had done and am back on track. Glad to be headed in the right direction. I am still working on that 50 pounds, and I would love to get there before May! Off to log my points online...
Here is a picture from the party this weekend of my baby girl and me!
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It's a roller coaster, isn't it? I almost never buy junk food, because I am absolutely helpless to resist its salty, sweet, fattening charms. When hubby brings home something like that -- I want to smack him. Because, of course, he can look at himself in the mirror, suck in his gut, and say, "I think I need to drop a few pounds"...and the pounds are gone in about 2 days. With apparently no effort. Just by THINKING it. Not fair...
Hang in there, girl. You can do it!