The Weight Watchers regime was going great. I lost 8 pounds after diligent point counting and excessive exercise. I went down 2 sizes, felt great and once again enjoyed trying on jeans.
Then I got the stomach flu, and it threw me off a little.
Okay, a lot.
As in, I've spent the last 2 weeks eating ridiculous amounts of calories.
Just isn't as tasty and satisfying as this:
Alas, I gotta get my arse to the gym. And lay off the cheese pizza, cheese fries and cheese nachos or my skinny jeans just might break-up with me.