Only 1 pound down this week. It's amazing the damage pizza and few beers can do. Friday night, we went out to celebrate my friend Lori's 35th birthday (you know what a big one that is for us women) so I couldn't help but indulge in a little eat and drink. That, combined with the crispy chicken I felt I needed for "recovery" the next day, obviously did me in.
But, I know my faults. I know my weaknesses...and I'm not going to let it discourage me...this time. I'll just have to work extra hard THIS week. Wish me luck!