Monday, August 19, 2013
I could be disappointed after getting on the scales this morning. It only went down .6 pounds. I could have wanted to give up after all the effort and not much results this week but then I think back on the little ways that I probably fudged a bit. Some of the casseroles that I KNOW have more calories and fat than the sum of their parts but I let them slide because it fit into the tracker better. That extra little bite of trifle (and it was so good). I used to be able to fudge a little bit when I was young and active but now I have to deal with this:
I have to learn what my new normal is.
Instead of feeling disappointed this morning (though I am a little), the real victory is the fact that I'm still here and I'm still tracking. I'm going to celebrate that even if .6 isn't much it is still a step in the right direction. I'm going to take it as a lesson that due to my lack of activity I need to try to eat towards the lower end of my range if I want to lose weight. I'm going to try to be more honest with myself with what I'm putting in my mouth and as hard as it is I'm going to try to be more active this week.
Wish me luck
and pray for a successful week
and maybe by this time next week I will have one of these
. My daughter is due on the 28th with our first grandchild.