it’s only a number.  It’s not an important number, and what is imporartant is that you are changing habits.   I didn’t mean to make it sound like it was important.   Ok, it is important, it’s a health issue, but mentally, it’s a number, like age is a number.    Let me rephrase that.  It’s better for my health to lose weight.

I gained a pound.   I figured I gained, I didn’t eat as much salad this week.  I was stuck inside in snow and while I was good, I still wasn’t as good as I could have been.  And since my “aunt Flo” came 2 months early it didn’t help much either.   I know I have to watch more carefully.  I gained.  Now I will watch more and lose it next week.   It’s a number.   and I want it to be lower so it will.    The only good thing going for my aunt, I crave salad more when I pms.  It’s very odd, but I am so lazy that I didn’t even want to go to the food store to get lettuce.

I’m doing pretty well this week. Yesterday we ate out and had dessert, but I split my dessert with Mr. Flinger and I put most of my entre in the box to come home. I got on the scale today (just because I couldn’t resist) and I was down .2 pounds. It also motivated me to work out this morning, which I’m on schedule for this week. Tomorrow my goal is to actually EAT during the day (I always forget to eat at work and end up drinking coffee in place of food) and drinking all the water by 8pm. I also am working on going to bed on time since I’m noticing a huge mental difference when I get enough sleep.

And that, friends, is all I have. Keep up the good work out there!

Yesterday I was officially 1 week into the new me plan and the scale said I’ve lost a pound. I’ll take it. 9 more to go - at least.

My family recently made big vacation plans for spring break that will have me in a bathing suit. Now I have even more motivation to stick to eating better and exercising. Nothing says diet like a fat girl in a bikini…

Well, yesterday was Valentine’s Day. We didn’t really do anything special, because I already put chili in the crock pot. Also, Saturday is the anniversary of our engagment, so we decided to go out to dinner then. (Plus that morning I weigh in.) I had a lot of points left over in the day, so I stopped at Panera Bread and got some sourdough bread bowls to put the chili in, and a brownie and German Chocolate pastry for me and my husband. :dance: It is nice to have points for that occasional treat. (I start to have problems when it is more than occasional.)

 I step on the scale this morning for a sneak peek, and it looks like measuring my portions again has helped. It is always hard to tell with my scale, because it is about 5 lbs less than the scales at Weight Watchers. That is with clothing. :jawdrop:

My official Wednesday weigh-in shows another pound lost. I was hoping it would somehow morph into something larger, but I’ll take it. This is so much slower than I thought it would be; yes, I know slow and steady is best, but who takes their own advice?

There are a few things I could have done better this week, which might have made a difference. Two or 3 days, I didn’t have as much water as I had been drinking. So I will up that to my 100 oz. again — it really does make a huge difference for me. And bread is something I still have to work on — I eat too much of it, even though it is a multigrain bread. It’s not so much that I crave it as that it’s easy and convenient. And yesterday was my MIL’s 75th birthday and we had wine and birthday cake with her last evening. I kept mine to one small piece, but refined carbs are my deadly downfall!

Today is WW.   Crap.  After sitting on my butt all weekend and not doing as well as I could, I am a little concerned.  But, can’t change what I did,  I will take the lumps and deal.   I tried.   That’s my attitude from now on.   Whatever, can’t change what happened, just deal with it.   Of course, if I lost, go me and happy dances all around.   This attitude is only if I didn’t do well.

Well, this hasn’t been the best week at all. I had a good loss last week at my Weight Watchers meeting, but I followed that with a weekend scrapbooking retreat where I snacked too much. Most of it was on healthier options, but too much is still too much. Then, I came home to chocolate, which I’m not even supposed to have anyway because I’m diabetic. AND, it is my TOM and that is the only time when I really feel out of control cravings for chocolate. Soooo…if you can read between the lines here you know that I’m in deep doo-doo.

 I am debating skipping my first WW meeting this week. I will either do that, or do the free pass (no weigh in) that I have because I know that there will not be a loss on the scales. I’m retaining water and have not exercised. My husband has been out of town and I have insomnia and can’t sleep when he’s gone.