It took me a while to actually see this number on the scale. I went to bed last night knowing I hadn't pooped in over two days, so it was my goal to find a way to make something happen. I woke up at 7 this morning, weighed in, and was so upset because I hadn't lost anything. I didn't have to be anywhere early this morning, so I went back to bed until 9. When I woke up this time I was so relieved because I was able to have a little poopsie. And, happily, after standing on the scale again, I was 173.8 pounds. Unfortunately, that means my weight loss was really only about .6 pounds from yesterday (not a pound), but it will do for now. I actually think the scale must have been a little off yesterday because it was such a huge drop.
The weight is the weight is the weight is the weight... What I'm really looking for is the physical changes! I want to feel that my jeans are looser or shirts are fitting better, etc. I'm excited to take my measurements tomorrow to see how many inches I've lost.
The past couple of days have been hard. I've been very tempted by seeing and smelling food around me. This weekend may be a little bit of a challenge because I'm so used to going out to eat at least once with my husband. But only five more weeks (35 days) to go!
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