No clever titles today, just a check-in. I'm down a little bit more and I'm saying it's now 12 pounds off. Hooray! The caveat is that my scale seems to be acting wonky. I'm not getting consistent readings. But I am too poor and too cheap to invest in a new scale. Besides, a new scale would probably give me a totally different number and right now each of those little tick marks is too valuable to be worth taking that chance. Maybe later, when I get down closer to my goal and really want a more accurate scale. Maybe not.
Clothes are fitting better too. I've been getting into some jeans that had been set aside because I couldn't zip them. And some "fat pants" are going to be leaving my home shortly. (One pair will go up on the top shelf for "before and after" purposes, but I don't want to keep a "fat" wardrobe.)
The number I reached today is personally significant. It is the weight I was at in 1995 right before I had major surgery. I thought that would be the most I would ever weigh -- it was going to be my "omygoodness I can't believe I ever weighed that much" weight. Well, as you can tell, I went 12 pounds above that. The next big landmark will be in another 10 pounds, when I get back down to my marryin' weight of 1987. Again, that was supposed to be my highest weight ever.
I'm going to be as consistent as I possibly can be this week about staying on my DASH diet plan. This week was not as bad as last week, but there were still a few missed opportunities where I ate away from home and was not as thoughtful about food selections as I could have been. Today is the first morning of a new week and I have a clean slate at this point. I will put my notebook on the counter where I can keep it open and just follow the plan.
Off to breakfast now. I hope you are having a good week!