This morning I got on the scale and miracle of miracles! Three pounds below my starting weight! Hallelujah! Once I got the good news, I promptly picked up the scale and put it on a high shelf in my closet. I'm not weighing again until next Tuesday. Why? Because after losing two and a half pounds in one day (well, according to the scale), I'm probably going to see a gain either tomorrow or Saturday. I'm not going to set myself up for disappointment by keeping the scale around. So the scale has been put away for a few days, and I'll bring it out for an official weigh-in next week. Here's hoping I'll keep those three pounds lost and hopefully add a pound or two to that total. Skippee!
This morning I was actually able to wake up earlier than I have in weeks thanks to melatonin and a continued effort to get to bed on time rather than staying up until all hours of the night watching TV. I meant to get right on the treadmill this morning, but honestly, my muscles are so tight when I first wake up that even a normal-paced walk is uncomfortable. I also thought it might be a good idea to get some calories in me since I only ate about 950 yesterday. I admit that's not good, and I don't condone it. As I said yesterday, I was only allowing myself to eat so few because I knew I would be making up for it Saturday when I went out with my nieces. So I ate some breakfast, and now I'm going to try to get some work done and digest it a little before I go back upstairs to walk on the treadmill and shower and get ready. Here's to temptation staying out of my way!
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