Still have my cold. Been doing nothing but sitting on the couch or sleeping. I have listed everything I have eaten since I started back, last monday. I am watching what I am eating, have lost my need for sweets. I am satisfying my need for sweetness with fruit. No more candy, chips, anything that was bad for me. Fruits, veggies, lean meat. Still no exercise. Just can't get dressed. I have to shake this cold. I feel strong with my meal plan. Time to face the dreaded scale. My enemy, my nemisis! Oh scale how I hate you. Pull the scale out from it's hidden corner, blow the dust off and step on, eyes squinting at the digital read out. Can't be! Get off the scale and gingerly step back on. Look wide eyed at the read out. TEN POUNDS!!!!! Ten pounds!!!! TEN POUNDS!!!!! Ten pounds!!!!! I have not starved myself, I have been satisfied. I don't miss fast food or candy, ok, candy once in a while. TEN FREAKING POUNDS! I am loving life! I know, I know, first week is a lot of water weight. So what! I lost TEN POUNDS of water! Still weight. Next week will be less and I will be happy with anything more than two pounds. I pull out my sword, ready to slay the dragon that is my food addiction. I am strong!!!!!