yay

I weighed-in this morning, not expecting to see much of a loss (if any, really) because I had company all week, but I was greatly surprised. I'm down a total of 4.8 lbs now since May 5. If I could break that 5 lb mark, I'd be quite happy. The loss may be attributed to some combination of not being in prime PMS condition, the great haircut yesterday, or the shedding of dead skin from my feet pedicure I had on Tuesday, but let's pretend it's not.

I am feeling like complete crap right now - fighting a case of bronchitis. My diet for the day has been mainly orange juice, water & tea. I went to work this morning, and was home by 1pm to sleep. Hopefully I'll be feeling better soon, but if not, I might have another loss next week. Wheeee!

After my post last week, I also feel like I should defend me/J or something. It's not like I've never thought "hey, it might be easier if he were along with me on this". I have spoken to him about weight loss, and needing to be there & be supportive. He feels bad reminding me to make the better choices, and it's still hard when he's sitting there having three bowls of cereal for dinner. He can honestly eat whatever and not gain much. He can also watch what he's eating for a week and lose 10 lbs. Neither of these make it easy. ANYWAY. 'nuff of that. It'll happen when it happens. For all of us.