Weight-loss Wednesday!

The scales this morning read...*drumroll please*



214! Down another two pounds! And I'm officially ten pounds lighter than I was before I got pregnant with the Tiny B. It feels so good to watch the number creep down. I've been pretty good about watching what I eat. Avoided the vending machines at work sucessfully (except for the coffee machine - I need my coffee!) And I haven't bought any sweets for the house and no one seems to really miss them. I did have a stand off at Martin's with the double chocolate muffins last night. If you've never had a muffin from Martin's, RUN - don't walk! to get one. They are the BEST. My personal favorite is the double chocolate. yyuuummmm. And they NEVER have them when I actually want to buy one. They are always out. But not last night. A whole tray of them. Just staring at me. I KNOW they have to be so extremely unhealthy and I've done so well at avoiding stuff like that, I knew if I let myself have "just this one muffin" it could cause a backslide and I'd be back at 224 lbs. in no time. So I took a deep breathe, said, "Thanks, but no thanks" and walked away. And knowing I resisted temptation feels so much better than that muffin could have tasted. I know it's not always going to be easy. I know there will be times when the muffin may win. But I'm in this for the long haul this time.