I weighed in this am, and found another 1-1/2 pounds gone. I'm so excited!
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I've gotten horribly off-track since my husband's mother died. I've reached the point where I'm afraid to step on the scale.
Both Den and I agreed that we need to re-commit to the system, and follow the Trim Body plan strictly from now on. It means that I will be spending some time planning and preparing every morning, including packing Den's lunch (he really does stick to the plan better when he has no choices to make).
I did have to go out of town for a funeral. As deaths go, this one was easy - relatively quick, just like the person had told everyone she wanted. Her expressed wishes were followed to the letter.
It was also a quality experience, as the extended family all gathered for several days of food, consolation, and family story-telling. They're of Irish heritage, so those stories were fueled by coffee and Irish whisky. The wake was memorable and noisy, just like we like it.
One of the grandchildren is a bagpiper, so she received a wonderful send-off.
OK, some of the younger ones will have to ask their great-grandmothers what that means (or attend a performance of Thoroughly Modern Millie), but it's my way of saying:
I'VE LOST 23 POUNDS AS OF TODAY!!!!!
What a great day! Not only is it F-R-R-RIDAY, as the news anchors always growl, but I'm finally getting over my respiratory infection/asthma infection.
Not only that, but I weighed in this morning, and I've hit a milestone - I'm officially under 190 pounds (1/2 pound). And that's even with me still retaining some water due to steroids. I've been plugging away, without seeing results for the last 1 1/2 weeks, and it paid off.
The total as of today is 22 pounds, and I have a little over 3 weeks to hit my original goal of 25 pounds by my birthday. I'm tempted to re-set the goal higher, say, 30 pounds.
I'll be considering it this weekend.
I had a small asthma attach this week, and I'm back on a course of steroids. One side effect is terrific water retention. So, I won't be weighing in for a week or so. I know I'll be bloated, so why upset myself watching the scale climb?
After I complete the steroids, the extra water will flush away, and I'll see the actual situation. For the duration, I just need to watch my intake, which I CAN control, and ignore the scale, which I CAN'T control.
Plus, keeping walking and moving.
When I found myself, once again, awake and restless in the middle of the night, I did something smart this time. I turned on the computer, and went to Prevention Magazine Online. There, I browsed through several articles about weight loss.
Another smart thing I did was chose a low-calorie snack - I sliced up a small apple, and lightly spread soynut butter (available in the business) on it. It was filling and delicious.
Earlier in the evening, I was working out on my exercycle; it's the model that has moving handles, for a greater workout for the arms. I only lasted 5 minutes, and initially felt disappointed. But then, I reminded myself that was 5 minutes longer than I had lasted in the last year. So, actually, that was progress. And, because I hadn't overdone the workout and become overly sore, I would be able to do the same tomorrow, or even more.