So I got on the dreaded scale today, and it wasn't pretty. I am back up in the 170's --172.0 that is. So I gained quite a bit in my quest for sweets. I am rather bummed, discouraged, you name it. I am back to my work-week and trust me, I don't wanna go.
We (me, hubby, 2 boys and my mom) are headed to Aspen on Sunday to do some "car" camping--drive up to campsite and pitch tent). We are going to do some hiking while we are there--bonus activity points. I just hope it's not that hot in the mountains. It is supposed to be near 90 in Denver over the weekend---it's now time to turn on the air-conditioner.
So, now the countdown starts again---I wasn't going to tell anyone at home when Mom's newest court date was set for, but I can't keep this to myself. It's August 4th, which means my new and improved mini goal of getting back down to 165.0 is only 44 days from now--to lose 7 pounds in a little over 6 weeks.
I am going to buckle down and at least get there. I've just got to realize that life happens (camping, oldest son turns 8 --two birthday parties--, Saturday night out with the girls--dinner and a movie, Fourth of July block party, and so on). Hopefully I actually learn not to turn a one incident (big big ice cream cone) into a 2 week eating spree.
All I know for now
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
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3 comments:
You can do it!! Hope your camping trip was a blast!!!
where are you???? are you drowning in ice cream? Come out!
hey how you doing? How is the mini challange coming along? Check in when you can...
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