...And I Thought I Blew It

After a weekend of heavy eating lots of pasta (and I mean LOTSA pasta) and sitting around (four sessions of Stake Conference), as well as committing a few late-night candy binges, I thought all my hard work had been shot.  However, after stepping on the scales (after a quick workout) this morning, I was still hanging in there at 286.4 pounds.  I can hardly believe it.  Not too bad.  I'm just trying not to imagine where I would be with a little more self control.

P.S.  I did resist the candy bowl at grandma's house last night, though.  Heh heh.

P.P.S.  Every day I am also throwing away some of the less desirable sweets from the kids' stash.  Not the good stuff, mind you.  Just the stuff that would still be there at Christmas.