This week wasn't terrific weight loss wise. I worked my ass off all week and tried to eat mostly unprocessed food, ie. fruit and veggies. Lots of fruit and veggies! And I ran on Monday and Friday in addition to my regualr workouts and I was expecting big loss. What did the scale say on Friday morning? What? Guess! 138! I'm not kidding. I now know that it's a combination of the eggplant dish I made on Thursday night which was good but too full of sodium. By today I am majorly bloaty along with a little (men, please avert your eyes or just start rolling them now!) crampy and tired. So yeah, it's that time of the month so not the time to be looking for lower numbers on the scale. Not gonna happen.
Despite all this I went to the mall. I finally got my paycheck last week and needed a tiny bit of retail therapy. I was rewarded with tons of stuff on clearance at Macy's. Despite my bloaty crampy I haven't eaten and might just vomit now self I found an adorable blouse and it looks awesome on and IT'S A FREAKIN' SIZE 2!!!! As if that's not cool enough it also cost me only $4.25 because it was so on sale and I had $14 left on a gift card! That's like having Darth Vader ask me to the Senior Prom!!! What? Yeah, I just said that. And I mean the creepy breathing Vader too, not the conflicted angsty one.
So I am not being ruled by the scale. I know I am on the right track and I am motivated to get these last pounds off altho I've been jackin' around with the same weight for months! I am totally finding motivation in the ridiculously tiny number on the label on my new blouse. I will display said blouse when I go to dinner with my husband for our anniversary. You will see the smallness.
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