Here we are on the other end of the Memorial Day weekend and whew! I made it!
Twas not easy.
My dad did his very best to pull out all the stops on the goodies and sugary treats. (I don't know if I ever realized what a sugar fiend my dad is. Maybe this is where I inherited it...)
Every time he or someone else pulled out the ice cream or the cookies or the buttery, salty popcorn or the smores or the cans of pop or this or that, I followed Nancy Reagan's logic.
Just say NO.
It was kind of hard the first time around, but guess what! It got a little easier each subsequent time.
No. Nope. None for me thanks. No thank you!
I did buckle with a small ice cream cone I shared with my husband and a handful of peanut M&Ms, but other than that I really tried to be a good girl. I worked out a couple of times and ate as many fruits and veggies as I could get my hands on.
(Thanks to my family for taking note, for cheering me on, and for encouraging me to make better food choices.)
So. I imagine the big question is: Did it pay off in the end?
Instead of gaining, instead of maintaining, I lost 2 pounds. Making my total weight loss over the last three weeks: 12.6 pounds.
I should probably be more excited about that than I am. I mean, come on! I managed to survive a holiday weekend with family without gaining weight. That's nothing to bat your eyes at.
So I won't.
I'll take my two pounds and persevere. Here's to more pounds lost this week now that I am back home and in total control of my situation!