Well, I knew it was going to be a bad week and the scale doesn't lie (although I frequently wish it did). I weighed in at 188. That's 2lbs up. It seems to be that right now 188 is the number to defeat. If you don't remember, I was that weight just before Christmas and then gained over the holidays. I finally got below it a week ago and then gained right back again. I'm not getting defeated though. I know emotionally it was a very rough week for me. I ate to help with my sadness and loneliness. I'm not ashamed.
Today is the start of a new week. Although I will probably be out of town a few days this week for the funeral (thus no gym and no control over food) I will do the best I can with the few days I might have at home and get right back on it next week.