Weighty Matters

Down another 1.6 for a total of 182.0 ..... that leaves just 61 to go to hit my goal! Before I stepped on the scale tonight, the receptionist said, "So what are you thinking?" I replied, "Well, on the drive over, somehow '1.6' came into my head, so let's go with that." And it turned out to be exactly so. That's happened a few times. And a few times when that gut feeling number has been horribly inaccurate. It's getting hotter in the afternoons and evenings here, so I have a feeling that come next week (certainly by the 2nd week of June), Señor Maddox and I will have to start doing that early morning walking thing again. Le sigh, indeed. I am not a morning person, but I guess I'll have to become one! And last weekend .... gasp! I can't believe I'm owning up to this ... I bought the Zumba Fitness DVDs from the infomercial. God help me! Gearing up for the summer -- and my plan is "Down 200 By Labor Day!"

WHOO!! A breakthrough at last! Another 2.6 gone, and I am FINALLY out of the 170s gone and into the 180s. 180.4 to be exact. Sunday, I had a little splurge day (I used a few flex points but not all). I had a divine chocolate mousse at lunch with the choir, and I didn't fret about it at all. I guesstimated the points based on the food companion book and adding another point for the thin chocolate faux-shell (it was more of a glaze, I guess, but I digress). I'm just glad it's gone. I don't want it back. And we're gearing up for Race for the Cure. I've already formed our team, and we're aiming for AT LEAST 20 people. I am psyched. I'm excited about the week to come!

I was down another 0.4 pounds this week. So it's 177.8 total Yes, it's a loss. Yes, I wish it were more. Yes, I would give anything right now to get away from the 170s (where I've been for WEEKS now). Somehow, these 5 pounds between 175 and 180 have just not been gliding off as easily. And yes, I'm a bit frustrated. I don't know what else to do. I'm sticking to my daily points, and even (gasp!) using flex points or trading in exercise points on occasion. I'm exercising a minimum of 5 days a week, and walking about 2 miles per day. I'm drinking the water, and getting in the fruits and veggies, and doing every thing I should be. I stepped on the scale yesterday morning. I was 2.8 pounds down from my Thursday evening weight from the week before (the official number). Somehow, 2.4 crept back on during the day? I know, I know, I know all these things about weight fluctuations in my head. I know to savor the non-scale victories -- looser clothes (which there h

I lost 0.8 this week -- so that's the 0.4 gain from last week and another 1/2 pound (roughly) more. This slow pace makes me nutty. I like being above and beyond! :) But it's good. It's teaching me the virtue of patience, whether I like it or not. I have some other things to post, but I will do so later. I'm tired right now (long day!)

I don't exactly hide. I've never been able to, first off! (insert big grin here).... but as far as my weight loss goes, well, it's not exactly like you can hide this either. But this weekend has been sort of an unveiling for me. Friday night, I was walking Maddox, when some old friends pulled over. Terri had seen me a few days earlier and a few weeks before that, so she knew I'd lost weight. But her daughter had not. Michelle was driving, and Terri mentioned, "Oh there's Annette." Michelle nearly wrecked trying to take a peek! They pulled over and we spent some time talking. As we were talking, Barb (a friend of a friend) and her husband came by and were loving up on Maddox. Later, we walked on toward the courtyard in town, and Barbara was there talking with some others - including some relatives of mine. My cousin's wife asked how much I'd lost and I told them. Barb was amazed (she hadn't quite put two and two together yet). I asked if she was

I had a very slight gain this week: 0.4 pounds. I'm not worried in the least. I know that with a little extra effort and determination, I can lose that back and more next week. One of the questions I'm often asked is "Does it get easier?" And honestly, it does and it doesn't. It is easier in the sense that I know what to do, I know what to look for and which choices I should make. But it's never easy .... nothing worthwhile ever is. It's not always easy to stick to good healthy choices, especially when you're surrounded by food that is not so healthy. There's a little leeway you can give yourself, but too much of that, and the pounds come back on. I'm determined that I'm seeing this process through to the end. I've made it too far to ever think about giving up. And at the risk of sounding like a Stepford Weight Watcher, honestly ..... there's a lot of foods I don't want to touch again (or at least not often). Sticky gooey sweet