The Regimen

My bickies are stuffed back in the saddle and I am resuming the battle of "my bulge". I have been trying to follow the regimen and be a good girl.

Bradley's birthday lent itself to the indulgence of a small-ish piece of Monster Truck birthday cake. After the party, I scraped the leftovers into the trash...panicked that the cake would still be on the counter in the morning, taunting and calling out to me...with thoughts of cold milk filling my head.

Yes, the trash was where it belonged.

Later that night...I almost....ALMOST hit rock bottom and resorted to THIS...



So close, in fact, that I removed the cake from the trash...threw it in the sink and saturated it's spongy goodness with dirty dish water...just as a safety precaution.

Seriously Pathetic. Though not as pathetic if I had actually eaten it, I suppose.

That would have done wonders for the self-esteem.

Gotta find joy in those tiny victories.