Chief among them is my lack of posting. I even missed the sacrosanct “Five Things Wednesday.” I know several of you check this space often, and your loyalty should be rewarded with regularity. The only excuse I can offer is that it’s been a particularly heavy week. Next week is a vacation, and I promise to find blogging time in between the beach and the pool. Mea Culpa.
I haven’t been working out in any kind of organized fashion. Even the push-ups have been forgotten this week. My excuse, again, is a busy, busy week. And a really uncomfortable shoulder/back thing I have goin’ on. Mea Culpa.
I’ve gone against my own advice repeatedly this week. Two (2) slices of strawberry cheesecake Wednesday evening. Restaurants nearly every night (told you it was a busy week.) Extra helping of really tasty pasta at home earlier in the week (at least it was whole-wheat pasta). Really no excuse for going off the rails this way. Mea Maxima Culpa.
And my punishment? 264. Gained a pound. Which is actually more like two pounds, since not only did I gain one, I didn’t lose one, so it changes the schedule. 23 pounds in 20 weeks, when it could have been 25 pounds in 20 weeks. That’s unpleasant. I don’t like stopping my own momentum, especially after such a great week last week.
So, yes, next week is a vacation, but there’s no reason I can’t be on track just because I’m not in my house and my office. Just requires a little more intent.
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The good news is that I have lots to write about in the coming days – two things to look for are a piece on strokes that I’ve been putting off for some time and one recommended by a friend of the blog on a regimen recommended by the really old guy who runs Dole. Stay tuned for more upbeat posts in the coming days.
Skipping Dessert 