This past week has been crazy. when you fail to plan you plan to fail. isn't that my personality? I'm such a planner.
It was a crazy week, followed by a crazy weekend of pizza.
I weighed in... +1.6 OUCH! but it does not define me.
I made every choice to put that food in my mouth to end up with the results I did.
When I sent my little Phyllis a text she said 'good thing there's next week'. She's so supportive.
I've been really tired at night lately. Trouble getting off the couch. That's not like me. Gonna get back on my some of my supplements, I've been off them for awhile and I think I need to get back on them!
I'm going to the endcrinologist today about my PCOS. Not sure what he will say, but I'm excited (kind of) to kick this in the butt and move on!
It's a week ahead of good choices!