So...I only lost 1.6 this week. Not sure why...I did all the right shit. Might be that I'm eating too late at night. Or too many carbs. It's a work in progress, progress being the operative word here. Meaning, hey, at least I'm still doing it, and doing it fairly well, if me and LL Cool J have anything to say about it.
BUT...I'm finally leading the dang Biggest Loser Challenge at work! Hooray! Only by a super tiny margin of 1/10th of a point, but it still counts! I also got the highest loss percentage of the week, even with my paltry 1.6. Rejoice!
I will admit, when my boss came up to my desk and ducked her head in to tell me I was in the lead, it was pretty darn exciting. Small victories! Then she patted me on the back and I was like "WHAT IS THIS STRANGE AWESOME SENSATION??" A pat on the back, like a real one. Definitely something I need more of in my worklife...and life-life, in general.
Re-enactment shown here, with dogs.
Now alls I gotta do is keep kickin' it for 11 more weeks and I win da moneyssss. I decided if I win, I'm gonna use the money to buy a steak the size of my head. Kidding...I'll prolly pay the power bill or something boring like that. Or pay someone to fan me during these upcoming hellish summer months. Or...get some workout shit. The world is my oyster! Just me and my $150ish dollars!
Mostly, I think I wanna win just to like...win. For the pats on the back!