McFatty Monday–Week 4

Or, the week where I totally fall off the wagon.

I’m up to 189.5.

I blame the fact that last week was so busy I could barely breathe.  (Okay, okay….I’m overstating just a bit…)

Anyway.

I did NOT work out.  At all.  Because I FAIL at working out.  I always have.  I probably always will.

I did NOT drink more water.  Because the water from the fountains at school tastes gross and I don’t have my mini-fridge in my classroom yet to stock with bottles of water.  And then I’ll feel bad about all the bottles of water I’m going through instead of just using a reusable bottle (like, oh, I dunno, the stainless steel one Dan got me for Christmas?).  Maybe I should invest in a Brita pitcher for my classroom fridge.  When I actually get the fridge to my classroom.

I also blame the half of a Mellow Mushroom pizza I had yesterday. And the Sauvignon Blanc from Saturday night.  Oh, and the Totino’s party pizza.  God, I fail at dieting.

I also think that the PCOS is back.  Despite the few bad meals I had last week, I ate well overall.  The fact that in four weeks of eating well I’ve yo-yoed with five pounds tells me that there’s something not right with my hormones.  Looks like I’ll be calling the doctor to have another blood panel run.  Awesome.  I love needles.  (THAT WAS SARCASM.  I AM NOT A JUNKIE!)

So, goals for the week?  Should I even bother? 

I guess I’ll attempt to NOT overdo it with the wine and pizza.  But fried chicken is on the menu for the week and I make no promises when fried chicken is involved.  (I have a craving.) 

I suppose I’ll also attempt to drink more water.  And I should probably make a couple of dates with Jillian Michaels, too. Particularly since the pants I’m wearing today are too short because of my gigantor thighs.  (No, I’m not even kidding a little bit.  My pants are too short.  I look ridiculous.)

I really don’t like my body very much.