Last week, I worked out a couple of days and I've worked out a bit this week. I also spent at least two days last week when I said, “Healthy eating? Wha? Don’t know what you’re talking about,” and ate a lot of high-calorie stuff. I enjoyed every last bite, too.
When I weighed in Monday, I'd gained another pound.
Short version - I've gained a good bit of weight this month and while not discouraged exactly, I feel befuddled. I thought I was enjoying my favorite foods, in moderation for the most part. I drank lots of water and made sure to get those workouts in. It's puzzling.
Onward and upward.