Week Nine Weigh-In

It was bound to happen eventually. Last week I weighed in at 166, and today I weighed in at

167.4

Not impressed.

I was expecting to gain this week, so it's not that big a deal. Especially since my measurements still got a tad smaller. According to the Amazing Dress Size Calculator I can now squeeze into a size 12. Single digits here I come!

I was really lazy last week. Ironic, since Sunday's Bible class topic was sloth. I didn't work out at all. Why? Because I hate it. I also didn't budget extra weekly points for last night's girl's night, so when we got to Pappasito's and I smelled the goodness of Tex-Mex wafting in from the kitchen, any ideas of trying to eat well went out the window. Small cup of chicken tortilla soup? Grilled meat without tortillas? Heck no. Bring on the big plate of chicken fajitas. Give me the homemade tortillas, give me the guacamole. Not to mention the chips and salsa. Oh, and dessert too. Yes, please. The dulce de leche ice cream with brownies, chocolate sauce, pecans, and pure Heaven? So worth whatever I was going to weigh today.

I have shown good judgment, balance and self-control for the most part over the past 9 weeks, and last night I got to have one of the best nights ever with some great girl friends. "Great girl friends" is such an odd set of words for me to use because I've never really had "great girl friends". I've had a handful over my lifetime, but never as many that I've loved and felt comfortable with like I have now. It was so relaxing to be able to spend a couple of hours away from our houses and families to recharge and just be silly. I felt like a kid on summer vacation, just bursting with energy and excitement at being out with 10 other moms and no kids! We really need to do it more often, but preferably not on Thursdays. Eating one of the greatest meals of all time the night before I weigh in was not the greatest idea, but it was well worth it. I'll get back on track this week.