I know I’m not supposed to weigh myself every day.  I know I’m not supposed to put so much stock in what numbers come up because there are so many factors that can have an effect on them.  I know.  I know. 

I was so stoked, though, the past few days.  I’ve been getting exercise every day and finally the numbers were MOVING.  I had broken the 280-barrier and had ventured into the 270’s.  I lost three pounds in six days.  Getting on the scale every morning had turned into the highlight of my day!

The scale says I’ve gained back almost a whole pound.  My husband says either the scale is wrong or I’m full of shit.  Literally.  LOL.  I admitted to him that I have not done yet today what is usually done by now.

We went out to Cracker Barrel last night - but it was planned!  I had actually entered exactly was I was going to eat into FitDay before we even went to the restaurant!  Then once I was there, I ordered and ate ONLY what I’d planned to eat.  Mike noticed my leftover biscuit and asked, “Aren’t you going to eat that?”  No, I don’t need it, furthermore, I don’t want it.

So now it’s 2 pm on Sunday and I haven’t had a thing to eat yet so far today.  This is normal for us on the weekends.  Yeah, breakfast is supposed to be important but it’s not uncommon for Mike and I to eat our first bite of food at about 3pm.  I kinda like it when it happens because then I’m allowed to scarf down 1500 calories in just half-a-day instead of a full one. 

I hope by tomorrow morning I’ll see some progress.  I’m definitely getting on the bike later today!