Pizza is evil.

Why did someone have to bring pizza to work for everyone today?? I'm not even entertaining the idea of having any.. Because I know one slice will lead to another which will lead to another. But I can SMELL it. Good grief. Have a heart, people. Woman on a diet here!

I'm going on my lunch in a few minutes, thank goodness. I'll probably get a Chargrilled Chicken Sandwich from Chick-fil-a and a side salad. (6 points total for those of you following WW.) I need to get away from the scent of pizza wafting through the air.

Besides the pizza debacle.. I did weigh in this morning. And my official total for the week is indeed 6 lbs. lost. Woohoo! I'm happy with that. Not too shabby for my first week back on track.

I'm going out of town Saturday and will be gone for a week. I am going to do my best to follow the 90/10 rule (90 percent healthy foods and 10 percent fun foods)! Hopefully, all the potential walking around I'll be doing will ward off any unwanted lbs. I'll keep you posted!

UPDATE: Anyone who knows me will tell you that I frequently spill food on my ample chest. (It's big. It's there. Whaddaya gonna do?) Today's lunch was no exception. A rebellious cherry tomato catapulted itself from my fork down my chest. But its journey didn't end there. He continued his defiant descent down my lap. So not only do I have salad dressing stains on my chest, but also down both legs. How is one tiny cherry tomato capable of wreaking so much havoc? I was scrubbing furiously at myself in my car with my Tide To Go Pen. So now I just have big, wet blotches everywhere. When is this day over?

(In case you were wondering, 30 lbs. is my first goal!)