Battle of the Bulges

That’s what my scale said to me this morning when I prayed silently then cursed like a sailor. My t.o.m. BETTER be coming because I’m crabby, not sleeping well, and my ass gained 2.2 lbs. I’m gonna sulk because I’m a woman and feel I’m entitled to a “I gained weight despite working my ass off and EATING RIGHT even on Thanksgiving” grumble. Arrgh, maybe I’ll try to squeeze into my size 8’s anyway…then I could say I met my goal (aside from the magician thing) and be done with it. Ok, as I write my mood is getting better. Wow, women are crazy. I guess I better put some clothes on.. yes I’m sitting here in the buff… It’s time to go to work. Gotta fly!

ps. I ordered my first pair of Spanx a couple of days ago. Fedex says he will bring them to me by Wednesday. I’m so excited! Any of you making your butts look better?

1. I have a migraine. For those of you that get them, I sympathize. I swear some days I just wanna remove my head from my shoulders. It increased on my drive home on the rainy and dark highway. I did make it home in one piece.

2. Tonight was my gym night which I skipped.. instead went for a 10 minute run/20 minute walk which I thought was better than nothing. I feel bad for skipping but I also felt bad for crating my dog all day (longer work day than usual). I ended up running her outside in the rain. For 30 minutes I forgot about my head hurting… how does that happen?

3. I weighed myself (the night before my WI) and the scale was UP 2.2 pounds. I’m not happy about it because I stuck to my points, exercised last week.. I just don’t get it. Talk about wanting to give up before you begin.

Sorry to be a bummer. Just needed to vent. I’m gonna hop in bed in a few. I’ll quit while I’m ahead… Blog again soon…