5lb Week.. WHAT?

Let me set the scene for you, there I am standing in the IL's bathroom waiting for the scale to read 000 so I can step on it. I am sweaty from my work out and I am nervous to get on and see my weight go up. This week hasn't been my best, in fact it’s was the worst 'workout' week I have ever had. I ate a Costco cookie every day along with being the candy I had this weekend. You really could say I just didn't care this week. Knowing that the hubs was leaving (last night I was a train wreck- no pun intended... he works for the railroad) and I just had to eat some chocolate. I normally don't even like chocolate, but it seems lately that its growing on me. Sad, I know. Okay so you get the point, I ate like crap and I only went for one jog. When I got on the scale the numbers went down...and kept going... past my normal two lbs. I weighed myself three times, just to make sure that I wasn't wrong. I lost five lbs this week. That puts me at a total of 37lbs down and my BMI has gone down by eight. I only have 13 more lbs to go until I reach my goal. AMAZING. I really want to take these last few lbs now and really tone my body. I have a tummy and I still have my thunder thighs that I need to get ride of. So that is my new goal.

Ladies, I am so proud of myself. This couldn't have come at a better time; I was depressed about my husband leaving. I have something to be happy about now, even though it still sucks that the hubs isn’t here. Last night I watched Spanglish and fell asleep on the couch. I really do hate sleeping in our bed when he isn't here... I make a wall of pillows that acts as a fill in hubs. And today during my work out I had an emotional break down... it was much needed and now I am over that.

I should go, I have a few things I need to do before heading out to work.