A month ago, I was running the dreadmill 4-5x per week.
A month ago, I was lifting weights 4-5 x per week.
A month ago, I was weighing myself weekly.
A month ago, I was content.
A month ago, I got sick with the flu and then a cold.
I may finally have recovered from the nasty flu/cold where I honestly believed my body was rebelling against itself. Except in this past month, I have lifted weights twice, been on the dreadmill once and haven’t stepped on a scale. At all.
I’m still careful about what I eat…sort of. All of those Easter chocolate caramels attacked me like the gnomes from the Goosebumps movie – I swear!
Time to get off my ass and as Jane says, stop eating those “fuckin chips” like its going out of style, right?