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The Good News... of sorts!

It has now been 3 weeks on Simply Filling Technique, and I am spreading the news with Billy Graham-like fervor. I was up ever so slightly (0.4 pounds; Oh woe is me....), but really, 8 pounds over 3 weeks is wonderful.

I'm honestly amazed that it took me so long to try this method. It's really far easier than I expected it to be. And it's made me really stop and think, "Do I want that?" I find that a lot of times, the answer is "No, I'm not willing to use that many points for that." Anyway, the evangelistic zeal comes from hearing other people say, "I don't know how I can break this rut I'm in....." I have recommended it now to a couple of fellow Lifetimers who mentioned to me that they were stuck or had gone up despite all their best efforts. So I'm really hoping that they try it, and that it works just as well for them.

I'm doing SFT again this week with a special twist: business travel. I will be leaving Tuesday afternoon for Chicago for some training, and that presents some interesting challenges. Dinners out, lunches catered in, etc. So I am hoarding my points right now (ha ha) in order to have some flexibility this week. The other challenge is doing my normal workouts..... those may have to take a week off and I would just do some extra cardio instead. Bummer!!! Maybe the hotels will have some free weights to use (most just have a treadmill or two).

Here's to a great rest of the week!!!! Make it awesome!

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