Today has been one of the roughest days I have had in a long time.
I woke up late.
There was a detour that caused me to get lost on the way to work.
Work was busy, yet I felt like I got nothing done.
My stomach hurt all day.
I had errands to run after work and didn't get home until 7:30.
But the absolute worse part of the day had to be in the dressing room of Old Navy.
I bought a pair of jeans that was a size I have NEVER seen before.
I am not an idiot - I can read the scale and know that I have chunked on a few (many) pounds this past year. I will blame the stress of selling a house, moving across states, and starting a new job.
But that is not a good excuse!
I have been thinking about joining the YMCA, but since Stu starts night school in a few months, I am not sure that it is worth it.
Plus we have a perfectly good, if unused, gym in our apartment complex.
So....I joined Weight Watchers.
I am a total nerd when it comes to numbers and counting, so I am hoping that it works for me.
My goal is 18 pounds. Wish me luck!