Two weeks ago I was back on plan. I was doing good. Then – as happens with all things for me – something throws me off track and I spiral out of control.
As of today, I have no idea what threw me off track the days before BlissDom. I just know it happened. And I also know that the days during and after BlissDom were filled with wonderful treats and spoiling myself.
But there *was* a lot of walking in that hotel.
And talking.
And networking.
And hugging friends. Like Leah and her baby.

(While I love this picture of me & my friends, I want to cry at what I’ve done to myself.)
I can’t say enough about BlissDom. I love it there. And it’s hard to come home from there.
So this past week – after I weight in at 3 pounds above where I was (seriously, that was a miracle in itself after the way I had eaten in the days prior to that)… I tried to get myself back in the right routine.
Then I went to visit this little cutie pie on Wednesday night…
…and ended up with the flu early Friday morning. (It’s up for debate whether the one on the right or left actually passed along the germs to me.)
But none the less. I can officially say that my scale says I lost weight now. Although it’s not exactly the way I would have chosen.
So I guess in the end, it’s been a couple weeks of ups and downs.
Now since the flu helped me along a little, I might as well keep up the weight loss effort and see what I can do until my Thursday weigh in.


























