I think the hardest part of this way of life for me is dealing with my fiance. I love her and can't wait 44 more days until I walk down that aisle, but her self-deprication and her excuses to not exercise are ticking me off.

This past week has been a disaster. Friday was my nonworkout day and it went fine. Saturday we were supposed to wake up and work out before running dozens of errands. Instead I was up early and running up to NH to an apparent emergency which turned out to be my aunt visiting as a surprise. That took up about 4 hours and then the errands took up the rest. No gym.

Sunday was a wash, literally. My bridal shower was caught in the midst of a torential downpour and the remainder of our errands made the day a nightmare. Needless to say, thanks to a nonAtkins-friendly fare at the shower I was not good. Oh, and no gym.

Monday brought more drama as I rushed up to NH early to bring my aunt to the airport and saw that my grandmother had taken a turn for the worse, so off to the airport, back to grandma's to pack her up and take her home, then the rest of the week has been spent caring for her, stuck at home, doing my best. No gym.

My diet hasn't been bad since Monday but thanks to a horrible weekend I have gained 3 pounds since my dress fitting. NOT GOOD.

My fiance had a breakdown this weekend over our failing diet (could it be her nightly sneak-snacking of pb&j sandwhiches or her daily refusal to go to the gym?) She had read an article about "Turbo" Atkins where you add a little red wine on occasion, eat lots more fish than anything else, and loads of spinach and olive oil. I told her I was ok with it as long as it stuck 95% to the actual Atkins diet. This week is NO wine, just getting used to eating more fish, lean turkey breast, and loads of green leafy veggies and olive oil.

Here's hoping that by Friday I've lost a little weight.