Down a pound this week. I’d like for it to be more, but I have to admit it’s been rocky getting back on plan. I haven’t pigged out like I did over Christmas, but people have left bourbon balls and Chex Mix and applesauce cake in my path which I’ve tripped over and the food just landed right in my mouth. I know, how serendipitous!
I think it’s fine to have these things once in awhile when they’re a treat, but I’ve been eating too much of the “bad stuff” for it to be considered a treat. So, no more. Next time I see some of this crap I’m going to have to hide it from view or just throw it out because I won’t let this continue.