So last week I hit my newest milestone: 30 pounds lost. I weighed in at 150.4 pounds. I was ecstatic!
Then I went to Alabama.
A few biscuits, sweet teas, fried chicken and catfish later...
I weigh in today at 152 pounds, for a gain of 1.6. Definitely my worst week yet, but I won't lie, I totally gave up and felt fine about it last week. Summers are hard. Vacation is hard. And when life is stressful (like, driving 10-12 hours in a van with a teething baby), sometimes Peanut Butter M&M's, Cokes and Snickers are the way to go.
The good news is hopefully next week I'll get to celebrate 30 pounds lost, again.
151= 30 pounds lost
And just to make me feel better, a reminder of where I was 24 weeks ago.
(I'm more than a little disturbed that my boobs are so uneven, but I'm too lazy to take another picture.)