So there you have it....I gained 1.2lbs this week. Blech. BUT (here come the blatant rationalizations...beware!) I don't actually think I REALLY gained 1.2 pounds for two reasons.
1. I normally run before I weigh in (which I know artificially lowers my weight, but I do it every week so there) and today I rested because I have a slightly troublesome hamstring that is JUST about perfectly non hurting today. (And it was really chilly this morning AND I just couldn't get myself out of bed at 530am.)
2. Chicken fingers and fries yesterday and NO water (only soda). Bad bad bad. All hail my bloaty bloaty gut.
In spite of all my shortcomings over the weekend I was still within my points and so I think it might work itself out in the long run. Then today as part of my pouty gainy mood, I had Chick Fil A for breakfast, but I didn't go so far as to have hash rounds, and then a sandwich for lunch. However I vow to cap off my day with a HUGE salad, spaghetti squash and lots of delicous water.
Tomorrow is a big day, I will run, go to circuits class and hoop. Glorious activity to get me out of this rut!