As is normal on Thursdays, I took the scary inch high step onto the bathroom scale. That evil little square that never tells a lie. I wonder what it would say if it could talk (other than "OUCH!"). Seriously, I sometimes wonder if it would be encouraging with a "good job" or "keep it up." Maybe it would be more like a tough coach who gives gruff insults hoping to spur you forward. It could be like a grandmotherly figure that is always positive, "Up seven pounds? Don't worry about it dear, it's just water weight. Come have some cake." What do you think your scale would say?
I was a little nervous weighing this morning. As I said the other day, I haven't followed my processes over the New Year holiday quite as closely as I needed to. Still, my scale didn't scream, and it didn't shoot back up over 300 lbs. It didn't have a drastic drop, but I am happy to say that it did go down. As of this morning I am down another 2.6 lbs. This brings my total weight loss to an even 73 lbs, with a current weight of 293.2 lbs. I am very excited and grateful to have lost again. I really think that I'm hitting the point where I will be losing two to three pounds a week for the rest of my journey. So it may take longer to drop this last 93.2 lbs, but I know it is going to happen. Thank you again for being there as my accountability as I'm on this journey. I'm down another 2.6 lbs, but I'm not finished yet. I'm losing my butter half.
Calories were good today, but I did eat too many Cheez-its tonight (pepper jack are the bomb!). I also had another great workout on the recumbent, so I'd say it was a good day!
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