I never once thought that I was going to be able to keep losing weight while T.E. was here -- the stuff I did to lose it was "living single" stuff, like working out all hours of the day and night or eating salad for dinner 4 days out of 7. These are not the way that you show your love how happy you are to have them home. No, the way that you say that is with pizza. And Oreos. And movies with the BIG tub of popcorn. Which, my friends, we did.
I tried to just maintain, but even counting calories was tricky and we had a couple of weekends where things were totally uncountable and uncontrollable. We went to PAX up in Seattle, WA to rock both our geekiness and also our gamer status. While at PAX our meals came from places that were legally-bound to ask if we wanted fries with that. I didn't count calories that weekend because I can't actually count that high, people. Big, ugly calorie numbers for about four days.
In the end I put T.E. on a plane, stepped onto a scale and found I'd gained back 5 nasty little pounds. Well, T.E. is coming back here to spend the holidays with me in just about 6 weeks. And in that time I plan to lose the remaining 3 pounds of my gainage, plus hopefully another 5 more. These 5 extra pounds will be the pounds that I can gain back while he's here, between Christmas parties and holiday cookie trays and awesome, awesome egg nog. (and can I just say thank god Egg Nog is seasonal -- if I could drink that stuff all year long there would not be enough bike rides and kickboxing classes in the world to keep my ass in regular people pants...)
And then once he flies back across the pond I'll have over 6 months to lose even more! My overall goal, now that I've hit the original number (FINALLY!!!), is to get down to a size that I can enjoy most of the year, but from which I can gain some during the summer and holidays and still like my butt. It's actually a pretty good butt! And we're finally enjoying each other's company again, so... Wish me luck, my people.