I technically hit the next 5 pound marker (-115.6) last week after inexplicably losing 3.4 pounds while binge drinking for 3 days in Vegas. This takes me back to the last time I thought I was dying of organ failure in July 2011 where I experienced similar confusion with a giant loss after drinking myself into a near-coma. I still don’t really get it, but it stayed off the last time so we’ll see what happens this time around. WI is tomorrow so I’ll report back in ~7 weeks on what the scale says in the follow up week.
Oh right so, Vegas. It. Was. AWESOME. It was my first trip and it couldn’t have been better in any way. I mean I guess it could have been better if Ryan Gosling was there pouring champagne, cocaine, and 100 dollar bills in my mouth, but short of that it was pretty friggen perfect. What makes it even more awesome is that I went with 4 other girls I met through Weight Watchers, specifically through the online message boards. Sounds creepy right? It was, they’re total weirdos, in the best possible way. I love them and had an amazing time with them and I love that we all converged from our respective corners of the earth for an insane weekend in Vegas.
And now Halloween is coming up. I’ve been trying to stay on the straight and narrow for the week and a half in between Vegas and Halloweening and doing alright with it. I had a few situations necessitating a bit of drinking but all-in-all I wasn’t too bad and didn’t throw up or lose consciousness so I feel like that is a good sign. I will have to do another Halloween side-by-side-by-side-by-side and however many sides it takes to equal the bajillion number of years/Halloweens I’ve been losing weight for now. Looks like I’m down about 17 more pounds from last Halloween. Slow and steady and all that crap. Here’s a sneak preview of my really original firefighter costume.
For the record, this is my roommate’s room/mirror. I do NOT have butterflies on my wall, like that needed to be said.