Fricka Frack!

Pouty This "good" Friday has turned out to be not so good. I debated for an hour this morning about going to weight watchers. I knew it wasn't going to be since I ate horribly over the weekend and then snacked on chocolate all week. I finally decided that I owed it to myself to go and face the consequence of my bad snacking habit. Although on the way there I secretly hoped they would be closed for Good Friday, but no such luck. I gained a half of a pound. Sad I only needed to lose 1 pound to get another star and now I have to lose a pound and a half for next week. I am not discouraged because I know what caused the gained, but I am very disappointed in myself. It's a new day though, right?