This past week has been a disaster. To make things just perfect, my roommate just informed me that we're going to a dinner/photo shoot thing tomorrow where we have to dress up and look great for, and we're also going to breakfast with the party thrower (for tomorrow nights event). She's putting pictures on her website to show her party planning abilities. Kill me now. Not only am I feeling and looking bloated and fat, I have nothing to wear to this event that will be posted all over her blog.
I thought the death overeating was done like/with the holidays...now I'm finding out that it's followed me back home. I've never felt like such crap (well, maybe I have, but it's been awhile.) I can tell in my bedroom mirror that I've put weight back on- I'd say 3-5 pounds? I'd go to WW tomorrow (I was planning on it), but right now I'm thinking...do I dare face the scale? I usually do weigh ins on Mondays...but right now I'm desperate to find out the damage so I can start the repairs. And I'm so full, of course the roommate and I both got home today from our out of town visits and polished off In-N-Out cause we have no food here. I'm doing REAL well, I tell ya.
Keep you posted on tomorrow's events. Happy New Year! May you feel healthier and happier than I do right now!