I have honestly forgotten what week this is. I think it is week four. Anyway, I lost .2 and I don't want to talk about it. I'll blame the DELICIOUS cookies Dave made. That's all I have to say about that. Perhaps my goal should be to simply maintain until I get home from Vegas. Then I'll have a few weeks to work toward my Weight Watchers "Lifetime Goal" (and gorgeous fake nails). I would love to have those by Dekker's first birthday party but I 'm just not sure that's going to happen.
Also, my theory about the gym: The Longer One is Away, The Harder it is to Get Back.
On the journey.