Wow, quiet week.
I had a big old off plan weekend. I went out of town to an Irish festival to see the band I go to Ireland with. I ate too much, drank too much, slept too little, and danced my butt off for 3 days. It was great.
The best part was the boys' reactions - they all oohed and ahhed over me and said "every time we see you, there's less of you!"
And I had a great NSV. I've been thinking for months that I'm not making any progress because the scale isn't moving, my clothes still fit, blah blah blah. I was wearing a skort I bought last summer that I
thought fit. Well as soon as I started jumping around, I could feel it sliding down my butt. Almost lost the sucker, right there in front of the stage!
Here's hoping my indiscretions of the weekend don't show up at weigh-in.