The temperature today is supposed to be 84. Seriously! 84!!
We had yet another department breakfast that left me scrambling and running around. It's very hard to dress to impress when you're melting from the humidity. And all before 10am.
Yesterday was my Weight Watchers meeting. I lost a little over a pound, which is my weekly goal. But it made me a little sad.
My total weight loss, according to the WW people is 9.4 pounds. That's not too shabby, but considering that I was up to 16 pounds before I had the asthma attack from hell, and was put on Prednisone.. it makes me a little sad.
But it's ok. I know that the weight gain wasn't due to me hugely falling off the wagon. It's mainly the drugs fault. So I carry on. I walk where I can (especially on campus). I keep trying to portion my food, and eat smartly. I know that people love me just the way I am... but my doctors will love me more when I'm healthier.