It's been a week and a half since I last worked out--a week and a half of very bad eating habits. I may or may not get to exercise today, because I need to go to the commissary and do the Thanksgiving shopping first thing this morning, and I was petrified of what the scale might say to punish me. But I think I am OK, as long as I get back on track today:
186.4
41 hips
31 waist
25 thigh
Of course, my nine months pregnant, two inches taller sister weighs 180, so this is nothing to be happy about, but at the same time, at least I am wearing semi-normal-sized clothes. But I need to get back to my normal routine ASAP.
