Alright. I know, I know. I have been pretty MIA for the last week or so, and for that I apologize. This seems to be somewhat of a habit lately, huh? Again… oops! Sorry.
Let me explain. I have just had 5 wonderful days away from work. My job decided to be AWESOME and gave us 4th of July off AND the Thursday and Friday after that off too. ALSO the time between Christmas and New Years as well. Man, gotta love it here. However, I have been SLACKING off big time these last few days. I have been alluding to it in my last couple posts, and I am not proud. This morning though, I am back on track (so far) with my melon and banana breakfast medley.
So, because I am completely narcissistic, let’s talk about my weekend!!
(Caution, this is the LONGEST blog post on the planet. Seriously, it’s obnoxious)
Alright, it has been far too long since my last post, but I am going to attempt to make up for that with pictures of my weekend! WOOOO!
So, as I mentioned last week, I went to California this weekend.
(photo pulled from the same place this incredibly accurate article about California from Cracked came from)
I am setting a new goal for myself/my dog. I am a terrible dog owner in the sense that I do NOT take her for walks consistently. I know, it’s TERRIBLE, and I feel just awful about it.
Here is my dog. Her name is R2. (yes, after the droid in Star Wars, and no, we do not have another pet named D2).
She is my little furry bundle of joy, and in every other area, I feel as though Jeff and I are pretty good dog owners. We have a hard time getting walks in for her though. It is my new goal to get a walk in for her at least 6 days a week (the 7th is saved for the dog park, where she runs until her little doggie heart is content – usually for no less than 2 hours).
Ok, goal set.
Well, let me start by saying it’s very important to stay positive. With that said, I did gain 1 pound this week, just as I thought I might.
(sad pug from here)
With that said, I DO need to look at this positively. Today marks my first full month on the WW program… without quitting! That in and of itself is a huge milestone. I always quit, which is why I am never successful. And while I was throwing a miniature temper tantrum on the scale this morning, my leader said something very important, “loss is loss. You have still lost 10 lbs in one month, and that is something to be proud of.”
It’s true. I have lost 10 lbs in one month. This isn’t The Biggest Loser, this is real life. I need to take my victories and remember them, and not get down on myself. So hooray! I lost 10 lbs, and I plan on losing 10 more :) Happy Sunday!