A Moment of Pleasure Leads to a Lifetime of Regret

At least, that was what my then future-sister-in-law told me, perhaps as a warning that I should not engage in pre-marital sex (well, I was ONLY 20 years old when I married!). Geez....even if I did marry her brother......

Now, today, this very minute, I realize the truth of that statement. My few moments of pleasure stuffing my face with fried chicken and lasagna yesterday and a whole bag of popcorn last night have yielded to true regret: I have gained 2 pounds. And I HATE IT!!!

Now tell me, was the fried chicken worth messing up 3 weeks of steady weight loss? NO! I hopped right back on the diet bandwagon today and have been good so far. AND I even woke up at 3:30 this morning to exercise. I did 20 minutes on the elliptical and 25 on the recumbent bike. Then I did lots and lots of back exercises (4 machines, 3 sets each, 15 - 20 reps per set, 30 - 60 pounds). And then I did 300 crunches on 2 machines. That's total, not each.

I was so depressed last night from being such a piglet over the food that I didn't even think about my knitting. I'll knit tonight! I promise! At least the back and the sleeves! After all, how hard can it be? It's just a baby sweater. I think I timed it once and I knit the whole sweater in about an hour and a half. Since this particular sweater is going to be a gift, I will probably take more care and not just crank it out. I want it to look good, especially if people are going to know that it was made by me! So, I estimate 2 knitting nights and 1 afternoon of putting it all together.