The upside is that I probably never would have gone to the laundry mat and cleaned ALL of my clothes in just over an hour, or go to the gym, finishing both before 6pm. Sure, I could have accomplished more had I not slept past noon, but I never have been an early riser so I'm not beating myself up about it.
Club Fitness tonight was insane. I actually waited in line for a cardio machine. In my whole life of working out (which admittedly doesn't add up to much) I've never waited behind 5-7 people just to break a sweat. I'm glad I did though because I worked my butt off.
Last Monday I started up Weight Watchers again, and when I weighed myself in yesterday morning I had lost 6 lbs.! I tend to get a little too sure of myself and slack off, so this week I started back at the gym. I don't think I'll lose 6 more lbs. this week, but I'd at least like to get close.
A year ago I was doing really good at sticking to my weight loss plans, but then at some point my relationship bliss caused me to get too comfortable with myself. I can only imagine how much weight I'll gain in the 3-4 months after Danny and I get married. Ugh, that sounds so unappealing... expect this same vein of post around that time.