I'm on my 8th week with 25 lbs lost. I fell off the wagon during the Easter weekend. Darn that bunny, and his candy.
But I've been back on my points since Monday. I'm waiting for the cold snap in the weather to GO AWAY, so I can get back on my walking routine. I'm a whip about the cold, and I do videos in the house, but I'm bored with those. I want to strap on my Ipod and get outside with the doggies.
I'm also a little fearful of this weekend - It's my birthday, and I'm terrified of the cake and ice cream. I've mentioned a few times that one of those Weight Watcher deserts will be fine for me, but my kids look so downcast, "What do you mean no cake, Mommy?" Sigh.
