This plateau-ing thing is KILLING ME. Last week Monday was Labor Day, so I was off and did not weigh myself. I like to weigh myself on the same day, same time to have accurate results. I decide to weigh myself on Tuesday. Gained 3 pounds. WHAT? Is that right?
I weigh myself yesterday, Monday, LOST those 3 pounds. Back to where I started from. I'm still at -25 pounds, but I'm a little bummed.
The good thing though, is this:
Click. Make Bigger-er.
Those shorts up there? Size 8. From before Isabel was born! Whoot! I pulled them out this Saturday just to see. A while back, I could not get them passed my thighs. Then, I could, but I could not button. Then I could button but not breathe (not to mention the "muffin-top" issue). Saturday, ample breathing, zero muffin-top.