Holy cow! Where has this month gone?!?! I feel like November completely flew by and the holidays (meaning Christmas and my birthday) are already upon us.
Sometime in November, I decided to recommit to myself. In my mind, that meant getting in the running groove again, paying attention to what I'm putting in my pie hole and generally just getting back into a healthy groove.
I did really well for my recommittment week and then the week leading up to Thanksgiving. Then all hell broke loose.
I started out counting my points on Wednesday - the day before we celebrated everything that we were thankful for during the year.
At 1:00 in the am, Lucas ran into our room screaming, "I B-A-R-F-E-D!!!!!!!" Like any sick and pathetic six year old would do. That one small event was the game changer.
By the time that 10:00 am rolled around on Thanksgiving day, Justin and I had been up for 24 hours, washed roughly 12 blankets, gave Lucas a shower and was just plain cranky.
Thank goodness that we cleaned the majority of our house the week prior.
Anway. Lucas was sick and miserable until Friday. Which is no good, because that just means that Ellie is going to get it at some point.
And that my friends is exactly what happened.
At 2:00 am on Saturday morning, Ellie started with the incessant puking.
Again, another sleepless night, laundry at all hours of the morning and two cranky parents.
I'll spare you the details, but the bug ran rampant through our house. *sigh*
Fortunately, it helped tame my temptation to over induldge at Thanksgiving and the days after. Although I'm not going to lie...I did put away almost an entire cherry pie. Mmmmm.......pie.
Needless to say, I was a little nervous about checking in at the Fat Farm today. I mean, I didn't count points for a week, I ate a cherry pie and woofed down a 3 Musketeers yesterday. And might I add that it was the best 3 Musketeers....ever!
I went to the meeting today and weighed in. To my surprise, I lost 1 pound! I can't even describe how excited I am to be back on the losing streak.
Normally, I would be all sorts of bent out of shape about losing only one pound, but this picture totally puts it into perspective.
With today's weigh-in, I've lost a total of 21.7 pounds.
Not only am I ridiculously proud of myself, but I feel so much healthier. Plus...I have a race to train for in April.