For those (few) readers of this, you may have noticed a pattern: that I struggle each week. I went back to my old posts & saw that I was very repetitious in my weeks. Hard weeks and struggling seemed to find themselves in just about each post. And to keep up with my habits... tada!.. I had a very hard week.
And at least one of you may also have noticed that this is NOT week 4 (yet). It is the day before. And I'm posting ahead of time because I know the outcome. Wait for it, wait for it... I gained this week.
I really do have an excuse - other than jumping off the band wagon into a pile of cheese & peanut butter bliss. I really do.
I had out-patient surgery. And I'm bloated, gassy, and up about 3 pounds. (all effects of the surgery). I was told by my weight management nurse (who also had the pleasure of said surgery) to be prepared for a potential 5 lb gain. Ok , really? What the hell? In no way am I up 3 lbs in 1 day because of my food intake. Not fair & not cool. If I get to be up 3 lbs, then I should at least get to enjoy it - not be injected with anesthesia. hmmmph.
So, tomorrow, I was advised to just weigh in and take the hit. Mention to the ww staff my surgery and to also put it on my ww book. But I was also advised to show up and weigh in - so tomorrow I'll show up with my tail between my (sore) legs and take it like the gassy, bloated blob that I am.
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