Ugh, ate too much last night (T made beans and rice and of my pal brought over amazing chocolates ) and weighed in at 179, which means, up 1lb. I must get out of this stupid K-hole. I know that my awful work schedule is contributing to this but I vow, VOW to get down to 175 by mid-Feb. I mean 14, 15lbs is a big loss and I look much better. But I need to have more discipline...

I mean, Dunkin' Donuts will always taste the same. I don't need to eat half of three of them whenever someone brings them into the office. I am vowing to save my flex points for only the most special of junk foods, which is what I did in the beginning and probably why the weight came off so fast.

Good football game last night, although the boyfriend was utterly distrought to see his Pats lose... a shame. His loathing of Payton Manning is both weird and hilarious.

Another long, painful week. I've been fighting a cold for months and I just know that once my schedule normals out, I'm going to get sick. Meanwhile, I just have to:

1) Make it through this week without eating stupid, useless garbage.
2) Get SLEEP!
3) Try to walk if I can't work out.

Also of frustrating note: our bathroom ceiling is leaking. Le whimper! Landlords, don't be slumlords! Not now!

FK