My favourite is getting some kind of treat and watching a show or movie that I like.
We went to Mexico at the end of August and you better believe I packed some treats. I had some lovely evenings sitting on my balcony munching on some Reese bites, Pringles and sipping on some diet Coke reading my book in the humid Mexican air.
Like the endless buffets didn't provide enough to eat.
After we got back from Mexico I broke up with my boyfriend and entered into an existence of unemployment. I really can't tell you how but even with the stress/debbie downer diet I haven't gained a pound.
All of it is probably lying in weight (har har) and is just going to explode onto my midsection.
The only excercise I really get is walking the dog, and I don't even do that everyday. So I try and run up the stairs. But it's scaring me when blowdrying my hair is starting to make my arms tired.
It's okay I'm getting better, I removed the package of mini Reese cups. I ate them and now they're gone.
