Last Sunday,I proclaimed loudly that I was back on the losing team. I further push the audacity stating that I would lose 1.5 pound in a week.
This morning when I stepped on the scale my number was 169 lbs. This is a drop of only 1.2 lb. I will be living in shame for the rest of this week, I'm short .3 lb from my goal.
I'll understand if no one read my posts ever again. I wish I had excuses, but I have been too busy walking and had no time to come up with good ones, so instead here some bad one:
I was force fed while sleeping.
My bowels were full (I told you it was bad excuses).
I ate too much fruits.
By mistake, one morning, I put cream instead of milk in my coffee.
I walked by a neighbor and it smelt like bacon, I overfill my lungs.
I was wearing my socks.
I have wax in my ears.