Nov 14th

This week I lost 3.4 pounds, which I think is a good start. Of course I won't be really counting the weight loss until I get down past 220. I hate regaining weight. The second time around losing it isn't nearly as fun as the first. The whole time I'm just beating myself up for gaining it in the first place instead of being happy that it is coming back off.

It would have been more but I have no willpower over the weekend. Talon had his birthday so of course had to eat out when I went looking for his present with hubby. Then Friday night I had a gyro's, french fries, birthday cake and baklava. Didn't do much better on Saturday when we ate at Home Spun. I spun me some country fried steak, white gravy, mash potato's and fried apples. So I guess 3.4 pounds is kind of like a miracle :)

We are finally heading back to the gym. Did spin tonight and it kicked my booty as always. Garry's ankle still isn't doing so hot but he is determine to workout. They have added a new spin class on Thursday nights. Might have to hit that this week. I love how fast spin class goes. Might be the fact that I'm so dazed and oxygen deprived I have no idea whats going on...muhaha.

So I'm back to the basic. Counting calories, trying to eat every couple of hours, getting in more veggies and fruits, lean protein, laying off anything white or processed. Except my coffee. Gotta have creamer... I'm mean really if I get hit by a bus tomorrow I want to have some joy in my life :)