Being injured and having the holidays together is not a great combination. Oh, there were signs that I was putting on weight. I was going to a wedding with my BLF and my suit fit like OJ's glove, only I wasn't trying to make the suit too small! When I tried to haul ass, it took me two trips! My friend Ercilia kept telling me how good I looked (Ercilia doesn't like slim people.) And lastly, I was ticketed while walking down the side of the road for not having a "Double Wide" warning sign!Well, these "fears" were confirmed when I stepped on the scale this morining. I'm not pussyfooting around here, 195 pounds, ouch (said the scale.) I know when I was bitching and moaning during my failed slam run I was in the low 170's, yoikes, just gimme that!
Ok, no problem, the holiday's are over. The diet is back on. I'll be doing the exercise thing, today even, tomorrow even. I've got my bet with A2.
In the mean time, you can enjoy the re-incarnation of the Tail on the Scale! I'll be weighing in on Tuesday mornings.