Hot dogs. Beer.
Damn my weight loss efforts over holiday weekends. Okay, there was also the Coke and Skittles I snuck into The American on Saturday.
But I exercised: I walked home from Southwest from a cookout Sunday evening, Sunday I walked downtown a bit. And then, I did it again because I wanted to snag a copy of The Children’s Book to read for jury duty today. Yeah: jury duty. Can’t wait.
Anyway, I weighed in this morning at 237, which is up two and a half pounds from last week’s 234.5.
(Today marks the six month anniversary of my weight loss efforts).