My parents are moving and I drove up to help. I thought it would be a great way to sneak in exercising, too! The good news is that I did go up and down the stairs about a million times and managed to shovel the entire driveway with 15" of snow by myself (go me
). The bad news is that without a kitchen stocked full of "South Beach approved" foods and without pots and pans, etc it was almost impossible to stay on track. Plus with a house full of boys helping us move, salad at the end of the day just isn't won't cut it. In an effort to be helpful, my aunt brings over lasagna, warm italian bread, homemade brownies and a giant platter of homemade muffins for breakfast the next morning. Yummy but NOT diet worthy!! 
On top of all of that, I went to a bridal shower for one of my college roommates. I tried to at least hang out by the vegetable platter thinking that would be some kind of balance to my weekend. While chatting I realize one of our other roommates recently got engaged and the fourth couldn't make it because she's pregnant and isn't supposed to fly. Yay for them
but in a moment of selfishness, I suddenly realize I'm the last college roommate to get engaged/married which inevitably leads to me finding comfort at the dessert table 
So now I'm back home and am trying to get back on track again. Exercising this week will be a challenge since I threw my back out shoveling
but I'm determined to get back on track. But if I get one more wedding invitation... Have a good week, everyone!
