...some weight. Not much. About 5 pounds, but I can certainly tell it's there. I'm not sure why it appeared, other than the meds I was on earlier this month, the stress I've been under, and my increase in sweets that conversely correlated to my decrease in meats.
No idea at all, really.
I bring it up only because I can and because I'm thinking about it as I eat lunch. It's been bugging me for a couple of weeks, though not enough to give me the gumption to really fix it.
And, ironically, today I don't care. I'm happy with the way I am, and I just choose my clothes so that they fit wherever the scale lands. Which, most of the time, means I'm in dresses. I love them anyway...it's hardly a painful ordeal.
No big change necessary. I'll just keep eating (mostly) healthy and (mostly) vegetarian, and I'll continue with my (intentions to) exercise.
And I'll enjoy it.
P.S. Much to my surprise, sprouts are fabulous. I've been putting alfalfa sprouts on a lot lately. Yummmmm.
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