With one week to go I'm back down to 189 (I started 11 weeks ago at
195.)  It's a see-saw these days, sometimes I'm up, someetimes I'm
down.  My measurements are slowly crawling down, though, so I know that
the slow fat loss is real.

I worked out four days this week, but one day I worked out twice.  It's
unusual for me to miss three days but I was up against a client deadline
and I swore I wouldn't leave my desk until I finished it.  I was
physically CRAVING a workout and it was just killing me to miss it on
Wednesday.  I ended up being up until 3:30 am to finish the project.  I
was so tired the next day that my workout looked endangered then, too.  

But I played a tried and true trick on gullible ole me.  You know
those people who are indolently riding a recumbant bike without raising a
sweat?  I figured I could go to the gym and at least do a workout like
that.  But when I got there, all suited up for exercise, I wasn't able to
let myself just do something wussy.  I ran a few miles on the treadmill,
instead.  I felt much more energetic afterwards.  (But I did go to bed
early that night.)

There are almonds in the house and those are the focus of my next week's
efforts.  I must avoid the almonds.  No almonds.  Bad almonds.  (MMMMmmmm,
almonds!)

Oh, and my other challenge: I'm single parenting three kids this week.  It
could make finishing this BFL challenge more difficult - if I let it.

Wendy