Cheez lost 12 lbs this week!
Here is my family's results for the week:
Dave (Cheez): lost 12
Clinton (drummer boy): lost 7
Me (Drama mama): lost 4
The Bear: 48 scrawny lbs The only one in our family that we have to bribe and force to eat!
Now, let's talk about how I feel about all of this. Can you guess?? I feel totally pissy about it. It's not good, or fair, and I am proud of Dave changing his eating habits, but, I have totally busted my butt this week. I walked miles and miles! Dave, walked a little, but mostly, no. Clinton takes a weight lifting class everyday plus all the marching band stuff, so he's working out more than anyone.
They tell me that if it wasn't my "girly week", I would have probably lost more. Whatever, it doesn't make me feel better. (And the whole raging hormone thing is probably effecting the way I feel about things too.) It's totally just like that commercial with the cartoon husband and wife where she is ticked that he can lose weight by quitting soda and eating subs. I know how you feel cartoon sista!
Anyway...blah! I walked early this morning and am now enjoying a nice bowl of cracked wheat cereal with Splenda and a splash of skim milk. Go me. Whatever.