Ok, it was a bad night! As the old saying goes, I couldn’t eat just one. I ate and I ate, and then I was bloated and nauseous for the rest of the evening. So when I woke up on weigh day, I didn’t want to weigh, and instead - I ate breakfast. Not a shake, but more carby stuff. I had the day off, so the rest of the day wasn’t too good. The kids were at a water park with the summer daycare program, and Joe had to work. So basically there was nobody to give me disappointed looks, and I obviously can’t be trusted! How do single people stay in shape?

     I guess I just had to get it out of my system. It was Thursday before I was totally 100% on track again. So this weigh in is late. And after all my damage, I still managed to lose a pound. I’m glad I didn’t weigh on weigh day, it wouldn’t have been good. But even though it took me almost two weeks to lose a pound, I did LOSE a pound. So I’m happy, and I’m already back on track, so next week is sure to be a good one.