Some new meds made it hard to drink this weekend at a party. Usually I throw a pity party of one and eat my two favorite C's: Cheese & Chocolate. Because if you can't drink, you might as well eat.
(umm where I came up with I have no clue.... but thats what my dumb ass routinely told herself while pregnant)
Well, I didn't. I had half a glass of wine. Ate in very limited proportions. And well woke up the next day feeling great. Had a lazy day at home Sunday, ate great. Monday morning comes, I put on a pair of pants (size 14) that have fit me just fine for the last 9 months... and they felt loose.
(jumped on the scale too make sure and saw 179.8)
I can't believe it. You eat less. You eat right. The weight comes off. WHO KNEW?!
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That's awesome, Michelle! Congrats...you are TOTALLY inspiring me, truly!!
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