I've been sick as a dog this week. I swear I don't work with children. I work with mini-mad scientist germ laboratories. (No really, the kids are great, I just have gotten sick more times since I started this job than I ever was in my life before, total.) While I started out really well this week with my exercise hours, by the time the virus really hit, I barely had the energy for a keystroke. So, surprise surprise when my measurements this week totaled up to:
Exercise: 5 hours (ugh)
Weight: 148.8 pounds (what?)
Waist measurement: .5 inches lost, bringing the total lost to 2 inches (you're joking!)
Seriously? I'm still losing? Even after just laying around as much as possible? I haven't been puking or had a fever. But I have kept my calorie count constant, which I guess is the main factor. And the consensus out there in internet land is that when you're sick you burn more calories to fight off the infection. Whatever, I'll take it. Not that I want this virus to hang around. The weather has been great this week, and those mountains look great... through the window, from my bed, which I can barely get out of.
Keep it skinny, no matter how you feel!
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