This morning wasn't quite so spectacular as last week, but I had expected that. However, the scale did show a loss, and even if it was only 0.6 pounds, I am happy. My blood sugar has been bottoming out, which means I have to eat something, which means I typically overdo it. Not really sure what is up with that, either.
Money has gotten tight, and the cupboards have naturally gone bare as a result - but as usual, God provided. I now have a little extra, and I am planning a much-needed trip to the grocery store. I still can't buy much, but at least I can look forward to more than rice, beans, and oatmeal for the next several days.
I know I've said this before, but I keep hearing so much talk about positive thinking, and "YOU can do it!" and "Dig deep within yourself to find your motivation!" and blah blah blah.
If anybody thinks they can really lose weight and keep it off permanently, while leaving God out of the equation - they've got another think coming. For that matter, I really don't believe it can be done without an entire network of supportive friends and family. It's sad to me that society keeps telling us we can do things on our own, without any help. We miss out on so much - the companionship and help of our friends and our Lord.
Okay. I'll descend now from my soapbox before I bore you to tears.