I just realized it has been a little over a week since I posted my last weight. I just jumped on the scale, averting my gaze to avoid making eye contact with naked men in the locker room, and I am at 307.8.
That’s one more pound down! Of course that number doesn’t tell the story of my weekend, which involved many things I knew I shouldn’t eat but I wanted to eat, and so I ate. Diet is key to this whole effort, but when I started this I knew I wouldn’t be successful if I beat myself up every time I ate 4 gallons of ice cream in one sitting (I mean, who doesn’t do that from time to time?). Therefore, I am not making food the enemy, I am merely avoiding food that has lots of calories, most of the time.
It is amazing to me, though, how much my eating habits have changed over the last several months. I’m not as hungry as I once was but I am taking part in lots more activities. I can’t explain it, but I likes it!
5ish (4.8 to be exact) more pounds until I hit my first goal.
One response to “307.8”
Scott – one thing that I’ve never heard you address here or anywhere else that you’ve discussed your dramatic weight loss is whether or not you FEEL differently – like, is your sleeping different, or anything else about your physical being that you can attribute to this? I’m just curious. I keep waiting to hear that and I never do. Though I’m horrendously out of shape right now, I do notice big things when I’m in shape, like my back isn’t sore, and I sleep more soundly, etc.