I was kind of killing it on double dub for the month of January. No booze. No sweets. No snacking. No second helpings. I wasn't seeing a difference in my pants yet, but the number on the scale was dropping a bit.
Then February happened.
I discovered how to make homemade peanut butter cups.
Valentine's Day sweets/steaks.
Slowly introducing booze back.
And a weekend out of town filled with pudding shots, bacon wrapped foods, and various dips.
Needless to say, my fat pants are feeling a little tight today.
Fortunately for my waistline, I am back on track as of today (really as of yesterday, but I did have one leftover valentine's day cookie...) Which is great because as I am sitting here sipping my tea I am starting to lose feeling in my legs because the waist if my jeans is digging in to my stomach.
Your fatty Grandma