Here we are on the last day of February. I like March, because it's the gateway to Spring. Daylight Savings begins, our days stretch longer, the air gets warmer, the heavy layers aren't so necessary, and the snow melts away. For the most part, anyway. Here in New England we've been blessed so many times with April snowstorms.
February was a good month for me. I did not see a significant loss on the scale, and I stayed steady between 156 and 158 each week. For some reason it did not bother me to see these numbers, because I was seeing bigger results with my clothing. My jeans slip on without a fight, and I've lost the bulge around my waist. So for the first time in several years, I'm going several days between weigh-ins, instead of each morning. It really and truly IS a fact that the scale doesn't tell the whole story, or do us any justice.
I've been gluten-free for about five weeks now, and I'm not missing anything. I don't have any cravings for bread or pasta. I did try clean-eating brown rice pasta last week that was very nice, and I'll have it again, but I'm not out in search of gluten free foods- it is just happening more naturally for me because I eat clean.
I find that I'm eating cleaner each week that goes by. I've given up the gelatin. It was hard to say goodbye to, but now I just grab a clementine or two instead. Each little step helps.
Since March is such a long month, I would like to see 6-8 pounds gone. I'd like to be in the higher 140's by around April 1. Sure, the scale hasn't been my BFF lately, but I still do need the focus.
In order for a 6-8 pound loss to happen, I have to end each day correctly- there are many days where I'll do great until around 3:00pm, and then the mindless munchies set in. I don't binge on chips or cupcakes, but I do go overboard on pistachios, avocadoes, pitted dates, cheese, and OH YES, the wine on the weekends. Even though I plan them in, these are the things that I'll always reach for a second helping of.
And I have to remind myself each afternoon about how absolutely fabulous I am feeling each morning when I bound out of bed for the gym- to find a small loss on the scale because I've done well the days previous. It's a wonderful feeling that is very easily squashed by the mindless munchies in the afternoon.
Next time I'll tell you about our winemaking adventure. And cheese- yes, homemade cheese, too. Happy Thursday!