One Pound

Today was our third weigh in. My husband got down another 3lbs - which means he's lost a total of 10 in 3 weeks! I'm super proud of him. This is just from eating right. He hasn't exercised very much at all.

And me? I lost......one pound. Ugh. BUT (and I'm sorry for any men reading this) I just got my period and I'm bloated and I normally gain a few pounds on my first and second day of my cycle. So honestly, I might have lost more. But I can't weigh myself again until next Sunday so now I'm just shooting for a goal of 5lbs lost...the 3lbs that I would normally lose in one week, and an extra two to make up for this week. Still, it was sad to only fill in one number on my scale. :(

The good news is that I'm actually excited to begin a whole week of walking. I really really like my walks. I actually got up at 6 Saturday morning and went out to the lake and walked a whole hour. What the hell is wrong with me? Although I did come home and go back to bed for a few more hours so I'm not going completely nuts.

This week I'm going to try and be positive. I won't let myself get depressed about my slow weight loss until I see the scale next Sunday. It might seem dumb to let myself get down about losing a pound, but you see, i have a very irrational fear that i will never get below 200lbs. I have this insane, illogical belief that no matter how good i eat and how much I exercise, that I will always be stuck in the 200's. I haven't seen 199 in years. It seems impossible now that I will see that number again. And it's only 6lbs away! If i get on the scale next week, and I'm only down a pound or two, then my fears will seem that much more real. And I'll probably have a break down.

But I won't think about that this week. I'm just going to focus on making better food choices, doing my daily walks, and leveling up my villain on DC Universe (I am sooo addicted to that game!).

Here's to optimism and a good week of weight loss!