This week wasn't the greatest.
I knew that I wasn't eating completely on plan and I had a few carb heavy days. I knew that when I stepped on the scale this morning that I would feel frustrated.
However, it could have been worse.
Today I am up 1.5lbs to 187lbs.
Not great. Not terrible.
I am still proud of myself for coming this far and this is actually the first week in ten weeks that I haven't lost weight, so that counts for something. Setbacks can be a bummer, but I won't let this get in my weigh.
I need to do some veggie-loaded groceries tomorrow. I want to eat a salad for at least one meal everyday (which I should have been doing all along) and I need to curb the carbs. They are my weakness, and the fact that I KNOW this, should mean that I can get ahead of it.
Cross your fingers for me this week and NEXT week I promise not to disappoint you or myself.
Best wishes for a happy, healthy week. Peace.