227.5 – Time For Evasive Action

So when I got on the scale yesterday morning I weighed in at a whopping 229.0.  Uh oh… not good.  But honestly I wasn’t all that shocked.  Over the weekend we went to a first communion party for Nadia where I drank too much beer and ate too much pizza & pasta.  Then on Sunday we went to a Mother’s Day brunch at Wembly followed by dinner at Mom & Dad’s (complete with a couple of beers and a couple of Perfect Manhattans).

Yesterday was a carb-free day with the exception of a couple of sausage McMuffins in the morning.  Need to kick it into gear here and march toward 220 rather than 230.