One Step Forward.... a Million Back

I gained another half-pound this week. You know what that means?

In five weeks, I have lost a net of 1.4 pounds. Good grief.

Oh, I know - I could make a million excuses. Some might even be justifiable. The cold, hard, ugly truth? I'm just not into it.

This week, I am committing to journal everything I eat.

Confession

I've been a bad, bad girl. I have eaten anything and everything I wanted, without regard to the consequences.

Now I am paying the price. The scale went up two pounds... so in four weeks, my net change has been -1.8 pounds. That is nothing short of pathetic - not because I'm hung up over the amount lost, but because I haven't been trying, and I know good and well I can do better.

It's not time for a new strategy. It's time for me to follow the one I've already laid out. My foot isn't getting any better, and won't until some of this weight comes off. I'm less than a year from starting the nursing program (Lord willing, of course), and I can't do it like this. It has to change.

Now.

Weigh in - Week 3

Down another 0.8 lbs. It ain't much, but at least it's going the right direction. And I'm still on target for my goal by next year.

That's 3.8 total. Maybe next week I'll have a kick-butt weigh-in.

Oh... and I just got Season 7 of Smallville on DVD. I have promised myself that the only way I could watch it is if I ride the bike at the same time. Allow me to say that Tom Welling is a great motivator - I rode through two episodes, for an hour's worth of exercise. I only quit because I had to study and get ready for church. :)

Weigh-in #2

Down one pound. Don't ask me how, given that this weekend seemed full of those sabotage moments - you know, when things go totally out of control, despite your best efforts.

So that's three down total. Can't complain. Just wish my foot felt better.