This week was really disappointing.
And not because I gained or stayed the same.
Not because I had a bad week.
I actually had a great week and knew for sure I would be down at least 0.5 - 1 lbs.
This week was really disappointing because I couldn't weigh in.
We had planned to go to another church yesterday because our best friend was preaching and we had not seen him preach yet. The service began at 11am, which is late for us, but it was a nice change because we'd get to sleep in. Our usual morning consists of waking up early enough to get ready for our young marrieds group at 9:40, but we always go to the early morning 8am meeting at Weight Watchers by our church, then we kill some time at Starbucks because it's always early.
So I'm in the bathroom doing my hair, almost ready, when Dave waltzes in and says, "I don't think we'll have time to go to Weight Watchers..."
"WHAT?! WHY??" I kind of yell.
"Because Dominic's church is 45 minutes away."
"Why in the world didn't you tell me last night?"
"I told you where it was"
"But you didn't tell me how far it was."
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I should have told you. I'm sorry."
That's when I stomp around getting my crap together and Dave is profusely apologizing and telling me that we can just swing by really fast so I can weigh in and if we're a few minutes late, oh well. Poor guy, he felt so bad...
So I agree, we rush out the door and on our way there I realize that I didn't actually look at what time the other Sunday meetings were and so I looked it up on my phone. I had assumed that there was a 10am meeting because that's the time I used to go on Saturdays. It was already 10:15 and the Sunday meeting had started at 9:30.
So it was both of our faults. That's what Dave gets for assuming that I know how far away the church was and that's what I get for assuming the meeting times.
Assumption gets you nowhere.
No Dub Dub this week. And it was a really great week. I just know I lost this week.
Oh well, I'll just have to really make sure I'm on top of things this week. Usually when I skip a weigh in, I'm up the next time I go. I DO NOT want that to happen.
Sunday mornings can be so complicated sometimes.