Tuesday, April 28, 2009
I weighed myself on Sunday and had lost one pound since last week! Yeah!
Then, DH wanted to go out to dinner and I needed a burger and fries....
. I did work out yesterday but apparently it wasn't enough to fend off the sloppy eating. I am up one half pound.
What I hate it the "stuck scale syndrome"...you know...the scale stays within three pounds all the time...up three...down two...up one...down three...and you never actually get anywhere.
Life is a bit stressful here with many family functions to attend and issues with finances. I am having trouble sleeping which is indicative of stress issues, but doesn't stress make you hold onto fat? Am I doomed in an endless cycle of stress and no weight victories?
Do I have the ability to did deep inside and pull out a new person who is healthy and fit? Why when we are stressed does the chocolate soothe us while the orange does not?
At least on this journey, I have my spark friends to walk beside and to lend a hand when I fall. I am not in this alone and I do plan on finishing the race and crossing the finish line at 120 lbs
and you all will be there to celebrate with me.