My week has run away from me again. I can’t seem to keep up! Trying to fit in my Georgian work, with my Miller Ellis work, time with kids, working out and driving to Toronto is starting to wear very thing. Plus 2 blogs that I try and post weekly on and I’m spent.

Nick and I haven’t had a date night since I don’t know when. And we need one. Big time.

I’m complaining, and I know I shouldn’t be, it has just been a stressful week.

So I’m basically down 2 lbs this last week for a grand total of 73 and I really need to get my head out of my ass, because I knew when starting food, the loss would slow to 2lbs per week. I knew it. But actually living it is hard. But if I think by the end of program (sept 27^th) 2lbs per week I still have a bunch of weight I can lose until then, and of course after.

Eating food now is stressful. I have to plan everything. There is no spur of the moment eating. My dads retirement party was this past Sunday and I had to bring my own lunch as the only food I could eat there was veggies. Burgers and hot dogs and sausage and salads made with oil are huge NO for me right now.

Here are some random food pics from the week. I think I'll post a day of food pic  next week to show anyone who is on opti transition what I'm eating. So stay tuned 

 In other news I could really use a drink on a patio. But no booze till Oct.

Man, this blog post is depressing today. I promise I’m mainly positive most of the time. This is a bad day. And I’m cranky. I’m cranky that even though I’ve lost 73 lbs I’ve still got SOOO much more to go and that pisses me off that I let myself get to this point. 

So instead of having a pity party I'm going to do arm day and sleep. 

Peace.