Where do I even begin??
It's been a rough week to say the least. Most of last week consisted of rainy shit days that prevented me from getting in some intense workouts. I know...not really an excuse but I'm using it as one. My food intake was on track during the week. Friday was the first day that I started to eat poorly.
Friday...ohh Friday. What a day. It started off awesome!! I was planning to go see some friends at my old job so I had to dress up and look great! I decided to wear my new fall dress and my heels. It was a cool and beautiful day and I was in such a great mood! Well....I was trying to look cute and I fell down the stairs. YUP. Awesome. In a dress. My knees got all scratched up and I was dripping blood. I was more worried about going to see my friends looking like a hot mess than I was that my knee was burning and dripping blood. I have my priorities straight. Don't judge.
So after I ate it on the stairs...I clean up my knee and go rock my outfit at my old job. Everyone said I looked great. It was a little boost of confidence that I needed. After that I took my busted bloody self home so me and J could go on our usual Friday afternoon lunch date. We always go to the pizza place in Collingswood, NJ. YUM.
After lunch we hung out for a bit and then headed down to DE for "Family Dinner." Family dinner is where me and 4 of my friends get together and someone hosts dinner at their house. My friend who hosted made bbq pulled pork sandwiches, mac & cheese and cole slaw. YUM. It was so good! I ate way too much but that's ok because it was family dinner...right? Wrong. I ate too much and I shouldn't have. Oh well. I was in charge of dessert and made these fall cupcakes:
We also had smores made with reese cups. I had one. So all in all I ate poorly on Friday and was mad at myself because I couldn't even work out a lot this week.
Saturday was worse....
I am a bridesmaid in my friends wedding like you all know. This whole weight loss journey was started mostly because I wanted to look good in her wedding. This weekend was the bachlorette party in Atlantic City. IT WAS SO MUCH FUN. I ate bad and drank my face off but I don't care because it was one of the best nights ever. Plus I puked it all up at 3am anyways...tmi I know.
Saturday durring the day we walked around AC and shopped at the outlets. I rocked my size 18 jeans. Aren't they cute? I got a lot of compliments on them and they are my new fav. Mostly bc they are size 18!! YAY! :)