Choo choo, choo choo, here comes the weigh in train.
Who's ready to hop aboard?
I've gotten really used to not doing the weigh ins. Yes, my scale was packed. Yes, I took my time finding it. And yes, I enjoyed not having a string of minor panic attacks between Thursday night and Friday morning leading up to my weekly weigh in.
But, the scale has been located, unpacked, and has taken up permanent residence leaning against the wall next to the bathroom door (because the bathroom literally does not have the floor space to accommodate the 12 inch by 12 inch scale).
So, it cannot be avoided any longer - time for the big weigh in reveal.
I.....drum roll.....
stayed the same....again.
I've been slacking on the exercise, which is my big problem. I'm pretty sure that if I get myself back in the habit of working out every day, not matter what, that I'll begin to see the numbers on the scale move in a direction that doesn't make me want to curl up in a corner to cry!
A new week, (hopefully) lower temperatures, and a true desire to make some progress!!!
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