Thursday is my weigh in day for Weight Watchers. I knew it was going to be a decent number because the last time I weighted in I had on jeans and heavy sandals so the number was even higher on the scale than it should have been. And all week I stuck to the plan.
But Thursday was also Rachel's first dance. I was going to try to get to my weigh in at 6:30 and rush to have her at the dance across town at 7pm. When it came down to it, there was just no way I was going to be able to make it to the meeting. With running around getting last minute things done (buy nail polish, I forgot) and getting her hair done (thanks so much, Connie!) I just ran out of time.
It was worth it. She looked gorgeous and had so much fun. I can't believe my little girl is already 14.I just weighed in at home on the Wii scale. It said I'm at 212.5.
I lost 6.9 pounds! Woohoo! Doing the happy dance.
I won't be in town for the next weigh in either. We're going camping and I can't wait. I guess I'll just weigh in when I get back? Or maybe see if there is a WW meeting near where we're camping. I'll work it out somehow.
And now, for a taste of irony. Enjoy. :-)