Monday, bloody Monday

Weigh-in tomorrow. I am optimistic. I have run, I have nourished, I have moderated. I had a little undoing with Olive Garden and a basket of fragrant breadsticks, but other than that, I'm doing well, I think. One more run today and maintaining my dietary vigilance until tomorrow. Well, not UNTIL tomorrow - through tomorrow, really, but after 9am tomorrow, my efforts go toward next week...

So, I completely forgot to take pictures of all the food and festivities, but I did manage to get a nice Christmas-card photo of Jason and I:



I love that my face isn't so pudgy or bloated-looking anymore. And I think that guy sitting next to me is really, really hot. I want our children to have those eyes and curls.

Oh yeah, and those are the skinny jeans again. Only they're my normal jeans now. I cleaned out my closet and now have about 3 pairs of pants I can wear that fit well, and only one pair is a pair of pants not worn at work (scrubs) or out running (stretchy spandexy things). Donations welcome.