Well, the scales do not lie. I hesitated to even get on them this morning, since this past week was fraught with such emotional turmoil (not to mention eating out at restaurants for a solid three days – I NEVER have learned to make the best decisions when eating out…)
I am down only 1 pound. BUT…I will take it! I was sincerely hoping for three, so I could hit the big “10”, but alas, it was not to be.
I have been trying walking every other day (with the exception of my trip, where I walked not one whit — but sat in a car for 9 hours straight two days in a row), focusing on drinking MORE water, less tea. I have pretty much cut out all sugar except for the sugar in my tea and coffee…Note to self: buy some Stevia today. Funny thing is, I don’t even miss the sugar. Next out is salt (this one will really hurt, as I love my salt…it should be MY picture on the Morton’s salt cannister, not that little girl with the umbrella).
This week, my goal is to continue to make healthy eating choices – I am going to walk every other day if it kills me, and work my way up to 30 minutes of aerobic daily within the next two weeks. Gosh, when I read those goals, I feel like such an underachiever….but I have not been very active since the birth of our third child, so it will be a major accomplishment for me to stick to this!
Good luck to all of my fellow teammates at Tales from the Scales this week – and thanks for your encouragement!
UPDATED TO ADD: I am usually on top of my game when it comes to checking my scales, but in my blurry-eyed haze this morning, I didn’t notice that my 2 year old had MOVED the dial on my scale again (one of her favorite things to do)- so I’ve really lost FOUR more lbs (not one) for a total of ELEVEN gone!!! Woo hoo!!!! Words fail me.
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