Day 45: Regaining Momentum

I kind of dreaded going to see my nutritionist today. She'd always described me as her best client because I'd not only followed, but actually exceeded, her recommendations. Until this past week, of course. So not only did I have to confess to her my transgressions (and transfats), I had to step on that cold-hearted bitch of a scale and be weighed.

I was fully prepared to have lost no weight, maybe to have even gained a pound or two. The last time I was weighed it had been three weeks since my previous appointment, and in that time I'd only lost five pounds. This time only two weeks had passed since I was last weighed, so stepping up onto that judgmental, metallic whore, I braced myself for a firm slap in the face. But instead received an embrace.

In the three week period in which I walked everyday and stayed on my diet, I lost five pounds. In the two week period in which I didn't walk everyday and cheated on my diet, I lost six pounds. Go figure.

So I'm down from 265 to 242. The 230s are actually in sight! I only wish my other project goals could be measured so precisely.