I almost didn't weigh-in this morning. I wasn't expecting anything good to flash back at me from the scale. I haven't been counting calories. Working out was rough last week due to kids school projects. I think I managed four days. I've had some calorie/carb laden days. Yesterday was my birthday, my Dad brought me lunch, Stuart brought home dinner. Calories and sodium galore. My fingers are still swollen from it all, and I'm not even pregnant! I have been hitting four miles on my runs, and staying on the treadmill for closer to an hour. So that's good. I've felt so fat lately. BUT when I stepped on the scale this morning I'd lost 4 lbs! I stepped on and off a bunch of times. 4 lbs? That puts me into the next group of 10. I'm not sure I believe it. Not only am I coming off a streak of non-discipline, but the batteries are wearing out in the scale. If it's still gone next week I think I'll be more excited. Right now I'm in disbelief. Grateful, but wary. If it's true, then I've passed the half way mark. 40 lbs. down, 34 to go...
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