This week has been a roller coaster of emotions. I was sure that I would gain weight. I'm a stress eater. (Opposite of my husband, who doesn't eat when he's stressed.) And in fact, I lost a pound. :) Not a lot, but enough to reinforce that I'm doing the right thing.
We're trying to save money to get a house, and go on vacation so we've decided that we'll try and go out as little as possible in February. This will definitely help with the weight thing.
Anyway, it's Monday and I worked out twice today. I can do this.