Cutting back on soda last week, and forcing myself through workouts, was a struggle, to say the least. It was a struggle that paid off: at my weigh-in on Saturday, I was down 4 pounds to 194.8!
I am thrilled with that weigh-in. I worked for it. Now, not to screw it up! I am fighting with cravings for soda and junk food, but I don’t want to mess up the progress I made. I am now down a total of 16 pounds. I want to be in the 180’s by the end of August.
Our weekend with the kids was great. Psycho felt the need to mess with the kids’ heads by having the youngest, my 9-year-old stepdaughter, call her father and tell us she wasn’t coming this weekend. We already know it was Psycho’s idea, not my stepdaughter’s, and we already know it was supposed to be punishment for some perceived crime against Psycho, like being at the kids’ school orientations and actually caring. Because somehow, that is twisted into a grave transgression by Psycho. We are supposed to be the uninvolved deadbeats she tells everyone in that hick town that we are, so if we show up at the schools, her little fairy tales get shot through with holes.
Whatever. We had a great weekend with the two middle children (the oldest stopped coming last year after Psycho forced him to lie to a judge, but that is a story for another time!) My older stepdaughter and I got our nails done, there was a Nerf gun battle, my younger stepson and I goofed off with his action figures, and we just enjoyed each other’s company.
No one was ready for the weekend to be over. They won’t be home with us for another two weeks, and I’d love to be 5 pounds lighter by then. I know that’s a lot for two weeks, but I’m going to aim high and see where I land.
Sweat & Sparkle 