Friday weigh-in

It's been awhile since I've posted...but since I haven't lost or gained in the last two weeks let's just pretend it hasn't been because honestly, you haven't missed a thing.

Nothing good that is.

All bad stuffing my face, drinking and not exercising.

I survived my brother's visit with out gaining weight which is pretty much a miracle. I'm not even going to lie and say I made the best food choices. There were just so many opportunities not to. (Do people really order wheat buns at Johnny Rockets? Seems pointless if you're getting the cheeseburger and onion rings.) And nothing is better after a night of drinking than a Philly cheese steak. (The grease absorbs the alcohol. Really. It does.)

My choices haven't been as terrible this week but I know my portions have been on the grand side.

So stepping on the scale this morning I fully expected to see the numbers go up but nope, nothing. So I'm pretty freakin' happy about that.

Now it's back to working out and scaling down the portions. Seriously. I mean, I'm going to Vegas in a month to see my man and I don't want to feel like the Pillsbury Dough Boy.

--TOL