The goose is back (a.k.a. Forty-seventh "weigh-in")

My apologies for the delay in writing. It's been so busy these past few weeks I've barely had time to sleep! But I'm back now and ready to get into the swing of things again. As you can see, I had a great time on my ski vacation. That's me in my new pirate toque, showing off my mad ski skills. If ever you get a chance to go skiing for Christmas instead of dealing with the dysfunctional mess of family and inlaws, I highly recommend it.

So, where to start? My "free food pass" plan backfired. I was so off plan, it was like I was doing some sort of twilight zone ass-backwards version of Weight Watchers. Haha! But the thing is, I don't feel guilty. Well, I do sorta feel guilty...for not feeling guilty! Hehe. Well, really, I gave myself permission to go to it. And I did. And then some! So much so, that my home scale says I've gained five pounds. It's amazing just how quickly it goes back on, doesn't it?

Although I did go to my meeting today, I didn't actually weigh-in. I used one of those "No Weigh-in" passes I've been hoarding. I'm okay with gaining, but I didn't want to hear a lecture that would make me feel not okay with it, you know?

And while we're on the subject of confessions, here's another one: I haven't been to Curves in over six months. I guess I just fell out of habit with it and once one month went by, the next month went by just as quick. However, in the spirit of getting back at things and removing the extra five pounds of english toffee, tarts, turkey, and pudding I've accumulated, I finally dragged my butt in there this morning after the meeting. As usual, I'm glad I went.

There was a new girl there (who didn't bug me, just the kind of girl I like!) and it was easy to slip back into the routine. While I was on the leg push machine, I came to two realizations: first, I haven't shaved my legs for awhile. Second, somewhere along the way, my legs have gotten skinnier. So much so, I kept staring at them all through the workout even when it was safer to keep my eyes on the task at hand. When a muscle would start to kink, my brain would kick in gear and drag my eyes away from my legs. Even now I keep staring at that picture of me up above. Even with the ski pants, my legs are looking distinctly skinnier!

Anyways, I hope everyone's holidays went well and I wish you all a belated Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, and bright blessings on the solstice :)