Hello 180s, it's been too long

I haven't weighed in since the week before my boyfriend came, which was three weeks ago. Basically, I was on my period and bloated, and then I wasn't really logging foods since Robbie was here. But for the last week, I've been kicked back into gear.

Today's weight=188 lbs
I about fell off the damn scale. I got on yesterday and it said 190. THAT made me excited. Then, the first time I got on the scale this morning, it read 189.2. THAT made me more excited. When I get on the second time to confirm, it was 188 lbs. Three more times confirms. HOLY FUCKING GOD, I'm back in the 180s.

This also means I've crossed two goals off my list: reaching 190 lbs and being under 190 by New Years. BOOM BITCHES. Early. The hard part really comes when I have to maintain this eating style while I'm home for a month and a half. Ugh.

Weight=188 lbs;BMI = 26.97 (Overweight); Body Fat=26.51% (Acceptable).

Groundhog Day

I could seriously go for a "Groundhog Day" scenario right about now. If I could just repeat this weekend over and over and over again, I would be a happy woman. I'll try to keep my complaining to a minimum, but this happens every time. It's so hard to get back to real life after my boyfriend leaves. It's so nice to have him around and spend time with him, and then BAM, he's gone and I'm left wandering around my apartment all lonely and mopey like. UGH.

This sucks and there's too much snow on the ground and I have no motivation to start any of the work that I have to finish within the next three weeks. Pardon my language, but FUCK.

All right, public commiseration over. Recent exercise (despite not counting calories while Robbie was here): 90 minute hike up Mt. Falcon, 20 minute run around Wash Park, and today I trekked through the snow for a 2 mile run on the treadmill at 5mph. Neat.

Probably not going to weigh in tomorrow since the past five days were a wreck. Meh.