So as far as the weigh-in goes, I was up 0.2, which ain't bad considering all the shit I ate over the weekend. Well, I was up like a pound, but then I peed and ran (walked slowly) up the stairs and weighed in again and it was only up 0.2. If only I could have done that about 14 more times, then maybe I could have stayed in the lead. Also, this one girl lost 5.6 in one week! I call SHENANIGANS! She's only like 170something, so how in the hell? Colonic? Laxatives? Diet and Exercise? BALDERDASH! I dunno how I'm gonna catch up to that ho now, but I'll still try. She's on vacation this week so maybe I'll get lucky and she will spend the week in a vat of nacho cheese or possibly grow a large tumor. Noncancerous...I'm not a monster.
Lest you think your eyes are deceiving you, YES, that does say stairs. MY SWORN MORTAL ENEMY! They still kick my ass every time. It's only one stinkin' flight but goddang. You'd think I was trying to heft 400 pounds up them or something. Oh.
I only do it twice a day for now. Once for the morning pee break and once for the afternoon pee break. It's okay as long as I don't run into anyone I know in the hallway on the way back who expects me to have the breath to say something. This one lady cut me off RIGHT at the top of the staircase and was all "Hey stranger, I never see you anymore!" She's right, but NOW IS NOT THE TIME, LADY. I just coughed and was like "stupid cold!" then gave her the universal hand signal for "call me" cause if I had to muster up even one more outta-breath word, I'm pretty sure I woulda dropped dead right there at her feet.
I have been made to understand that stairs "will get easier." Only time will tell...
Diet-wise, I been doing pretty good. There's a story about a lollipop, but it's for another day cause this is already getting long and I have things to doooooo.
Check it: Have you guys met Big Clyde? He's a pretty cool fella, so maybe you should go check out his blog if you haven't already. He's hosting a new challenge called The MayDay Challenge, so I'm doing that. At this point, I figure I need all the challenges I can get since it's so close to so many food-centered events in my life coming up. The more nagging thoughts of impending failure I have in my head, the better! The object of the challenge is to set a goal...then do it by May 1. My goal is to lose ten pounds. It's doable so I'm gonna do it. Check it out if you want in :)
I would like to end this post by saying officially that...it's grilling season. Watch out, bitches!