Good news: Biggest loser Week 1

As my sister noted yesterday – ‘WTH? Who planned the biggest loser during your birthday month?’ Yes, she said month. Sure, technically my birthday was yesterday, but our family likes the birthday celebration. Okay, we like the celebration, birthday is just a convenient excuse. (So is, ‘my birthday is too close to Christmas so I’m throwing a party in February’ An excuse and brilliant thinking. But enough about my sister).

Despite the overwhelming temptations of Girlie Poker snack bonanza (and a wonderful birthday cake for me and @slowasfranklin – thanks @nservant!) and a 2 day diet of birthday cupcakes my at-home, not scientific, counts for nothing weigh in this morning indicated I’m down a pound. Yep, cue the marching band and bring in the tailors! I’ll have a glass of…water to celebrate.

And I just got knocked on my butt with a cold (yes, another freaking cold, it hasn’t even been a month, damn little germ factory) so we all know that’s good for a pound or two.

But I’m still not exercising. I just have to figure out which sleep I’m more willing to lose. Do I want to go to bed later and exercise in the evening or get up early? I’m not a morning person, I’ve never been one, my ideal job was the one I had when I could roll in at 10 am. What did I do? I can’t remember, but I started at 10!.  So obviously I’m thinking that I should get up an hour before I walk the dog and get some exercise in. Bulletproof that plan, sheer genius.