Annabelle's hospital stay did me in.
Not that I was doing fabulous before.
But Krista = stress eater, and when you are sitting with your child in the hospital, eating chocolate and drinking Dr. Pepper just plain helps, I gotta be honest.
Then I came home, determined to "right the wrong" I had done to my body.
What ensued was a rapid spiral downward into the land of eating-whatever-I-want.
So yes, I've gained about 3 to 4 pounds.
I KNOW it could have been worse.
I would love to tell you that writing this today, I'm on a much better trend. Yeah, but I'm not. I'm struggling... big time.
In fact, I had full plans to pretend like Skinny Friday never existed so I could struggle with this in the privacy of my own home.
But then I called myself a big-honkin' chicken and sat my rear-end down in my computer chair and made myself confess my gluttony sins to my whole readership. Confession -- check.
What I need, I think, is a goal. I'm a goal person, I work well with something to look forward to.
Long term goal is that I want to look hot for my book launch in September. Okay, wiping my tears of laughter here... if you know ANYTHING about me, you know that the thought of me trying to look "hot" is, well, just hilarious. So let's rephrase: I don't want to look like a beached-whale at my book launch. Yes, yes, that is much better.
Short-term goal: I want to fit into a smaller size dress/outfit for Easter. I don't care how smaller, just smaller.
So there you have it. My goals. Wish me luck!
Do you have some goals to share? Have you dropped off the skinny Friday bandwagon too? Have you kept up even while I took an Annabelle-eating-binge-hiatus?