Still 3 lbs left to lose.
And I have to say, I'm happy with that.
I basically, in essence, spent last week trying to gain weight.
Not really, but I ate a LOT.
Add up left-over Halloween candy (we always seem to live somewhere where no one trick-or-treats) that I couldn't keep my hands off of.
Plus two date nights, one including tons of ice-cream, the other a buffet.
Staying the same weight was kinda awesome.
Last week was a undeclared food holiday, since my mom was in town, so Blake and I got to have a real date night.
(It was the first time we were in a theater in Iowa, where I was not pregnant. We both felt like that felt kinda weird. I however did enjoy sitting with improper posture! Woohoo, no titlted-baby-fears!)
Hopefully I can get my head back in the game now.
Cause really, at this point I keep thinking "what's three pounds?" "Who cares?"
Motivate me, people!
(lol. I know, motivation comes from within. But seriously... Motivate me!)