That’s right. I didn’t gain a single ounce this week. Considering that I almost didn’t go weigh in tonight, for fear that my indulgence in 1 2 deliciously buttered dinner rolls, perfectly flaky-crusted apple pie, a couple pieces of Mom’s homemade peanut butter fudge and a few other ridiculously delectable foods would have resulted in a significant gain.
I’m completely thrilled that I worked up the gumption to go tonight because now I have a newfound dedication to staying on track this week! I know that I would have struggled if I’d skipped tonight and spent the rest of the week playing mind games with myself.
I have so many pictures from the holiday weekend, including the Turkey Trot 5k I completed along with 1209 other runners, and a long-awaited visit with my brother and sister-in-law! Hopefully this weekend affords a few moments to get some pics processed and posted!
Cornwell Crew 
Good for you! I remember those difficult weigh-ins and the sometime SHOCK of not gaining when you know that there could have been easily a big one! And then there’s the shock also of those weeks you work your butt off and either gain or lose like a half a pound! Congrats on completing the turkey trot! I’m hoping that once my baby gets here, I can make friends with the treadmill again. Right now I’m sitting in my doctor’s office doing a glucose tolerance test. Ugh… so far, so good, but I still have 2 more hours to go… Keep up your good work! 🙂