Sigh. On one hand, its to be expected when my weight was up on Friday, but on the other hand, I think I was secretly hoping for a little miracle this morning. It’s okay; some extra hard work this week will hopefully get me back where I was and maybe even a little lower.
Last night, we had a lovely time with good friends, and dinner was spectacular (thanks again, Marc & Laur), so I’m certain it wasn’t healthy – it was at least a lean pork tenderloin, and potatoes covered in wonderful amounts of cheese … mmmm. Tonight is dinner at my parents’, so I will be able to (and willing to) behave a little more. Its not often that we eat dinner at a friends’ house, so I feel like having a delicious meal like that is perfectly fine every once in a blue.