Andrew and I have developed a little healthy competition. If we're counting, he's way more amazing and lost way more weight. But, we're hovering around the same weight total and trying to get to the same place (thereabouts). So, I've been popping over to his blog and letting him know how great a week I was going to have.
Well... it was a "good" week, but not the great week that I was hoping for. I think Saturday nights are just my night to say "I don't care" and that is ok with me at this point. The only problem is it's the night before my weigh-in every week...
Ok, enough excuses. I had another loss this week. I'm down to 194.8. That's another 1.6 pounds this week. Overall, that's 10.4 pounds since December 27th. Nothing to complain about there.
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I had a bad Saturday night as well. Problem was I had a bad Friday night too so you've pulled ahead again!
I'm having a DREADFUL Sunday. Oh well... our bad isn't so bad. I think we'll be ok. Good work.
Why don't you switch your weigh-in day to Saturday morning?
Novel idea... I guess because it doesn't really bother me that much. But, don't think I haven't thought about it. :)
Too funny.
Sunday is my pig-out night. Monday morning weigh-ins are not usually much fun...
Why must we do this to ourselves?
Nice work! You're streaking toward the goal!
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