I haven't worked out in a couple of days, unfortunately. The day before yesterday, I had pulled a thigh muscle so I just gave it a rest. Yesterday I was ready to workout when my daughter came home from school. First she wanted to talk to me about things, then I was checking her homework, and then I got a couple of phone calls. After all of that, I decided it obviously wasn't meant to be
I'm going to make a serious effort to be back on track with eating and exercising again today. I've been pretty lax and stopped counting calories (mainly because I know I don't want to know). I didn't even weigh myself today since I don't think the scale can continue to ignore my week long eating binge. On the positive side, I have been taking measurements so even when I'm not losing weight, I know I've lost several inches over the past couple of months (didn't figure out an exact number, but oh well.)