By Wyatt Earp | August 30, 2009
And I jumped off the Weight Watchers wagon for the two weeks, too. I pretty much ate what I wanted and figured I would worry about the consequences when I got back. The only real exercise I had was swimming and riding boogie boards in the ocean, but that’s it.
After waking up today, I was dreading stepping on the scale, but when I did, I saw this staring back at me:
Yeah, I don’t get it either, but I’m not complaining. Pretty soon I’ll fit into my “300″ costume . . .