I'm eating my normal breakfast, scrambled eggs with cheese. Sitting at my desk, shoveling eggs into my pie hole, reading email, not paying attention and then...WHOA! What's that? That's not right? OUCH! OUCH! OUCH! BURNING! BURNING!!! Gonna barf! GONNA BARF!! Sip some water. Still gonna barf. I look down...Oh boy, I've eaten a lot! I wasn't paying any attention to my chewing or the size of bites. I'm guessing that I got stuck! Actually stuck on scrambled eggs! Stand up! Stretch. Pace around my cubical. Spit into the garbage can. Sit down. Take a deep breath....RELAX. RELAX RELAX!!!! Egg passes. AHHHHH.....Sip of water. I feel it go thru. One more small bite of eggs, it makes it through and I tossed the rest.
So I stepped on the scale this morning! STUPID STUPID STUPID!!! I had a Shamrock Shake yesterday. I paid today. I'm at 240 this morning! I gained a pound between my period and eating the stupid Shamrock shake. I'm hoping this pound drops off! So I gained a pound but my pants are loser than last week. What's with that? My bras are getting too big too. I have big girls so I don't mind losing a tad in the ta ta area. So the scale moves up and the pants fall down? I don't get it but the scale is just a number but the way I feel is the true test. Even with this cold that won't go away, I feel super fantastic about how my close fit!