I'm still fighting the vestiges of my cold, but I feel a million times better than I did last weekend. I would never have made it for this little getaway if I didn't. I'm also weighing in today when I really don't want to. I'm not back to where I was before Florida - being sick and comfort eating as a result is not conducive to losing - but I need the routine and accountability. This weekend won't help at all, but hopefully now that I can breathe again, I can start hitting the gym when we get back on Sunday.
Yesterday, Craig turned the TV on while he was eating breakfast - a habit he's getting into when he's not on a call - and we caught the second half of Buffy's S6 "Two to Go." I wouldn't let him change the channel because I wanted to see the end of the ep. Giles' entrance and line there has got to be one of my top five cheer moments of the show. Even yesterday, I whooped and shouted like I didn't know what was coming, lol.