Freshman 15 Came A Little Late…

  I was going to go out with the boyfriend and his friends tonight for some drinks, but one glance at the full length mirror and I decided otherwise.  My weight has been fluctuating (sp?) like crazy the past few months, and today it finally evened out…on my waist.  Josh and I have been going to the gym religiously for about an hour each night, and it really seemed like it was starting to work until we took this week off of working out due to crazy schedules, his graduating, and just plain stress.  Well, in that one week it seems like the small progress I was making flew completely out the window and all that weight came back and then some.  It’s frustrating especially with summer around the corner and my vain desires of fitting back into my cute black bikini (not to mention all the size 0 blonde walking sticks that are always at the pool.)

  I’m a size 8 trying to get back to my size 5.  I never got the "freshman 15", but I think I’m making up for it now!     They say stress really puts on the pounds, and I’m starting to believe it because my eating habits really aren’t that aweful.  I’m counting calories (even though I swore I would never be one of those girls who counted calories all the time), and it’s getting me nowhere.  Maybe God should have graced me with a little more patience, eh? Hmm…I don’t know but I’m ready to start liking the way I look again! 

  2 hour late night workout…here I come!