I'm pretty angry and frustrated right now, so much so that I really feel like punching my stupid scale!Last week, I weighed in at 177.2 pounds. But, when I got on the scale earlier today, my weight had only dropped down to 176.4 pounds.
Not even one flippin' pound this week? Are you kidding me?
I don't know what in the world I could be doing wrong. I've been on the treadmill every night this week except for one, and I hit my Weight Watchers points number on the nose too.
I should be no more than 169 pounds at this point, but I've hit a wall. I'm so discouraged. I really don't know how in the world I can reach my yellow bikini goal by July 4.
As much as I hate to even say this, I think the best thing for me to do at this point is to stop and take a breather of sorts. I don't think I'll be officially weighing in for the next few weeks, and I might even push my July 4 deadline back a bit too.
Please don't judge me too harshly. I promise I'm not a quitter. This dream isn't dead, just a little delayed...
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