Hopefully we all survived Thanksgiving relatively unscathed!
I did, more or less. To my chagrin I didn't end up following my own advice (*eyeroll*) and extended the holiday from Wednesday evening through Sunday evening. And I will absolutely admit that I didn't put on a pair of my "normal" work pants until Wednesday (yesterday) morning when I knew most of the bloat had passed. They're fitting fine; I'm sitting at 137, which is a pound or two over my normal-esque weight, which also means that I was a total crazy woman.
Why? Not going into it here. Suffice it to say that it's nothing going on directly within my own household (thank you, powers that be) and although there are other, more constructive ways to deal with stress rather than eat, food was definitely my coping mechanism in the moment.
That said, as soon as Monday hit I was back on track. Even my extended "breaks" have limits, and the looming threat of the lack of a suitable wardrobe cannot be emphasized enough as a deterrent.
Now I just have to make it through the beginning of January without busting out at the seams. It's totally do-able. I think I might report in weight-wise once a week until this latest bout of lunacy is over.
Accountability: it doesn't suck.
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