Okay, back to routine. Fresh start and all that crap.
The weekend was…hectic. Very hectic. I don’t think I had a single normal meal, and I couldn’t tell you what I ate. Very little; I went from mildly nauseous to violently ill and back again for four straight days, so I didn’t eat a lot. No formal exercise at all, though I worked enough hours to burn tons of calories. But all in all, not a week I am particularly overjoyed about, though it could have been SO much worse.
I slept nearly all day yesterday, having finally hit the wall after working through the stomach bug or whatever it was all weekend…so I feel a little better for that. I needed that sleep. Tonight is the Biggest Loser, so hopefully I will get a good workout in. Meanwhile, I am drinking my water (I did well with that over the holiday, anyway!) and eating my healthy stuff, and at least I feel like I’m back on track. I do have to keep reminding myself that today is not Monday, though, and tomorrow is weigh-in. Ugh. I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it!
The Diet Book 