138.5

Sometimes I look at the scale and can’t believe the numbers keep going down.  Albeit slowly, but still down.  I’ve gotten into a pattern as far as eating little sweets goes…

I sit here and crave, crave, crave something sugary, think about those chocolate chip cookies just waiting to be baked, surf all the food blogs with nummy cupcakes and desserts…but when I actually go to the kitchen to get a piece of chocolate, I reason myself out of it with the knowledge that one little piece will hardly satisfy my craving, and I’m not willing to go all out and splurge on half a dozen cookies or a pint of Haagen Daaz.  I return to the computer, denied.

I wrote those 2 paragraphs almost 3 weeks ago and I see that I weighed 138.5.

Today is March 27 and when I weighed myself this morning, the scale read 136.9.  Not even 2 pounds in 20 days.  Well, that is easily explained.  In those 20 days, I’ve eaten 2 pieces of birthday cake, 2 mochas at Starbucks, had a brownie WITH ice cream TOPPED with chocolate sauce…oh, how far I’ve fallen.

The past 3 weeks is a perfect example of how easy it is to fall into the, “just this once” mentality - problem being, and clearly evidenced that it is rarely just once.

Enough of this nonsense.  I am back on track as of today and hopefully can regain my momentum.  Incidentally, my dietary repertiore has expanded to include 3 fruits per day and 2 slices of Orowheat Whole Wheat Double Fiber bread - I love this bread!  I tastes no different than any other wheat bread.  Generally, I eat the Skippy Super Chunky peanut butter on my bread for lunch - I just can’t bring myself to eat that oily all-natural stuff.

Clothes are fitting much better.  I can wear some of my old stuff now but apparently this muffin top is here to stay.  What a bummer, eh?  Lose weight, have saggy elephant skin on your belly.  Me thinks the spanx is calling…