I have 3 very good explanations for this:
1) Eating out. We ate out 4 (5?) times this week. No matter how hard you try to track it can’t possibly be accurate unless you’re preparing your own food. I know this, but stress and comfort foods at restaurants won out this week.
2) Beer. We had a few really good weather days and I drank bud light through a straw like old times. I forgot how quickly that can wreck a day on Weight Watchers.
3) Stress. Quinn is having some developmental delays in her gross motor skills that I do not wish to discuss publicly at all except to say that we’re wading through the therapy waters and it’s super stressful. I’ve shed so many tears over it. Being a parent is so hard at times because you have to choose what is the best for your child while also thinking about how that decision will shape and mold her life long term.
Because of all of these things I saw a gain, despite walking so. many. miles. this week. I’ll admit, today I haven’t done a single thing productive. It’s raining and nasty and I have a toothache and I’m over it today.
Tomorrow will be better.
I’m cuddling with Quinn the rest of the day because I can.