Saturday was weigh in day and I was up .4 to 160.
Stupid 160's. Go away.
I wasn't too unhappy, though, considering that on my bad day last week I ate a good 3,000 calories.
On another note, it's amazing what kind of motivation 75 degree weather will bring you. The sun is shining, my windows are open and I found myself dreading short and tank top weather in this body. So, today I dusted off my copy of The Shred and got it done while Little Miss was sleeping. Since I've been exersicing pretty consistently lately, it wasn't as hard to do as it was when I first started.
I'm dying to get rid of this midsection from hell, and tone up my flabby, waving arms. If it wasn't for those two things, I might just be happy about myself.