A new bump in the road

I somehow ended up losing 1.2lbs last week? Weird.

I got a weird skin thing removed on Friday (the doc isn't concerned about it, but will have the pathologist look at it anyway). I now have 3 stitches on my leg. It bled some when I was walking around Costco yesterday, so I'm trying to take it easy. I'm worried though that I'm not going to be able to exercise all week! Stitches don't come out until the 17th. Boo!

Also, we're leaving for the cabin on the 15th. . . I don't plan on counting while there, but will try to be remotely responsible. May need an ass-kicking to get back in the swing of things when we're back (23rd).

Update

So, here's my update for today: Still haven't drowned my sorrows in junk food (I have a box of Toffifee upstairs, and haven't opened it!). Forced myself to go for a 30 minute bike ride, with some ab exercises. However, I haven't journalled at all this week. I'm not too sure if I should be pleased by myself or not.

Le sigh.

I had a shitty, shitty day. I've been fighting myself ever since to not just drown my sorrows in a bunch of really bad-for-me food. I don't know what to do to make myself feel better. I used to, on a bad day, treat myself with some junk food for comfort (or let's be honest, on a good day I'd celebrate the same way). I don't know what to do instead. I should've worked out tonight, but had a meeting and it didn't happen.

Add to that that I'm PMSing, and ate like shit all weekend and feel fat and bloated and like crying. . . .