For the record, I did farely well yesterday evening. Had some left over BBQ (turkey sausage, few bites of potato salad...I'm talking like 2 small bites) and some pretzels. Jonah and I split a cookie...and then went to DQ (for those of you who may not be privy, DQ is Dairy Queen, our local soft serve ice cream place, and my first job, by the way). Jonah got a peanut butter cup blizzard, and I got a box of fudge bars (50 cals each/sugar free/fat free/delicious!) I ended up taking a few more bites of his blizzard than I should have, but that's just what happens with ice cream. I won't condemn myself for it. The two of us ended up being lame and falling asleep around 9pm while watching the Sox game. (Jim Thome hit is 550th HR to bring the Sox to a 5-3 lead of Oakland...great game!)
As I got such phenominal sleep last night, I ended up sleeping through my yoga/pilates class. I feel like a royal A-Hole, as this is the 2nd one in a row I've missed...and there are only 6 classes total! I swear to myself I'll be at the last 3, and will work my ass off at them. On a good note, I came to work early and hit the treadmills here...completed just over 2 miles in 35 mins. I believe it said I burned like 376 calories...again, I doubt it. Whatever, it felt good, and I was Hells sweaty when I was done. Whoo hoo!
So I stepped on the scale this morning. 291.4. Down 5 lbs since I returned from NYC. Not bad. We're headed in the right direction kids. One pound at a time.
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