Slowly but surely, I'm getting there. I didn't work Monday - Wednesday of last week (and it was amazing) so I hit the gym regularly. Morning, afternoon, no traffic, empty rooms. It was fantastic and I don't want to have my mortgage job anymore (more on that at some point in the future.)
Monday: 24 S.E.T.
Thursday: 24 L.I.F.T
It was a good workout week... and by Friday I was feeling svelte again. And then I hit my nemisis. Mochi.
It's a problem. I woke up on Saturday CRAVING it. And bounced over to the fridge with frizzy hair and a stupid grin on my face. Ice cream at 9 am! And Chris had eaten the last of it! It was gone. My grin vanished and I was sad.
So I hit Trader Joes for a Strawberry and a Mango box. Somehow, between the two of us, there is no more mochi. Two days, twelve balls. Crapper.
So, no more mochi. Chicken & Vegetables & things that are good for me. Eh, Chris is working production for the next month... 18 hour days. So I'll probably dig into the PB&J and cereal... that's good for me, right?!
Weekly Change: -1