Okay, weigh day was yesterday, but I'll go ahead and update it today: 201.4, which is +0.2 for the week. Obviously that's not the number I was hoping for, especially after I'd spent the week going to my gym and eating carefully, faithfully noting each and every calorie. But that's how it goes sometimes I suppose. Sometimes I feel like weight loss is a magical, undefinable process. You do all the required steps, but nothing happens. Perhaps I'm missing some mystical ingredient. In the meantime, I was disappointed to step on that scale, but I knew it was coming because I weigh daily and for whatever reason, the number just refused to budge. I can accept that and try again this week with a bit more patience (and just as much hope).
On a happy note, tomorrow is "sleep in" day and an extra hour of sleep sounds incredible. I'm making up the missed workout by substituting spinning classes on other nights. I can't wait for some zzzzzzzzzz!