Somehow, magically, I moved from my shamefully-stuck overweight weight of 184 to 179, overnight. I'm 5'7", curvy, and fairly muscular, so it's not that bad, but I've never been slim. I'd like to be. I thought for sure that my scale was on one of those weird spots where it lies to you and tells you you're 25 lbs, but I moved it all around the bathroom and measured about 6 times, just to be sure.
From all the reading, it's not uncommon to lose 15 lbs in a month, which is only 3.5 lbs a week. And I still think this was somehow a fluke, but we'll see. Tonight, I will also record measurements, as they paint a much more accurate picture. My ultimate goal is to drop two jeans sizes. That's going from a 12 to an 8. I have this way of losing weight without changing size. Maybe that means I'm just not working hard enough.
Other thoughts:
- Caffeine withdrawal is terrible. I almost fell asleep in a meeting this morning. And all this just after I was introduced to an amazing little coffee house I'd never been in before. sigh
- This on top of the other fatigue from your body adjusting to working very hard to get calories makes me one sleepy kid!
- The dog has to play with an almond for at least half an hour before she'll even consider eating it.
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