No good news this week. I'd like to tell myself that my few days of weight lifting attributed to my results, but I just can't believe it. In fact, I know what caused them. It was my poor choice, while succumbing to the stress of having a broken water heater for 3 days.
I went to McDonald's. No, I'm not proud to admit it. The sad thing is, I don't even really like McDonald's! I know! What the heck was I thinking? If I was going to break the rules I should have at least gone some place I enjoyed. Sigh.
Despite my lack of self-control, I still went to the gym, but only 3 times this week instead of my usual 4. I cut my cardio in half, down to 30 minutes, and do another 30 on crunches, leg work, abs, etc. I guess I need to just keep chugging along, and maybe, eventually, I'll start losing again.
This weeks results = 1 lb. gained