So we’re all about extreme honesty over here, right?
I have fallen off of my Weight Watchers wagon. There. I said it. We went to Dallas for two weeks and then when I got home I just didn’t have my act together. I wasn’t prepared. My pantry and refrigerator weren’t stocked with healthy options. So I just did nothing and ate what was there.
Fortunately, I haven’t gained a pound, but the softness is still there. Bleh.
For the first time in a long time, I feel like if I don’t get out and exercise I’m going to lose my mind. I’ve got so much energy and need to get it out of me! The weather is finally tolerable, so I just need to get out and pound the pavement. With the stroller. And the Golden Retriever.
So I’m sorry. I was supposed to be back and in full force, but I fell off the fit train again. I could give you a list of excuses like why I really want to eat some of the foods that were forbidden when I was pregnant and cold weather makes me want comfort food.
Do y’all forgive me? I have no recipes this week. Life is just crazy.





