Happy Monday people!
So for people who do not believe that menstrual bloating ain't real let me tell you about my weigh in. So I am a reforming scale junkie. When I am doing right with my eating, I feel the need to weigh in everyday. I guess I want that number to tell me "Yes you only ate 1200 calories yesterday and I am going to reward you with a 2 lb loss." But usually it says, "Bitch you just started eating right, I don't know if you're going to stick with it, you weigh the same as yesterday dumbass." Anywho so I get on the scale on Friday 299.6. I have a small happy dance and then I go on with my day. Keep in mind I'm not on period but I knew the crimson tide was coming soon. So for some reason Saturday morning when I got up, I get on the scale...307. Get the f*** out of here! I have a mild freak out, go over what I had to eat on Friday and check to see if the tide has rolled in. Nope not here yet. I start getting ready for the race and then right before I walk out of the house, I decide to go to the bathroom one more time. Roll tide roll...my period is here. Thank heavens I went to the bathroom before I left my house or this post would have been titled the '5k Disaster.' Fortunately the scale went down the next day, but still not to 299.6, but 301.4. Goal is to be under 300 next weigh in.
After the 5k went to brunch had a crab benedict I think and went home, nursed my cramps and passed out. Went to a birthday dinner where I wore a dress that I bought in January and I must say I looked different wearing it this time around. Sunday started off lazy and then I made it to the gym for cardio and core work, then a little light shopping. Watched a martial arts movie with a friend and it was a wrap. Overall a good weekend. How was yours???