Another gain this week–though this time only .8 pounds. It’s a bit frustrating because I know I’m doing the things I’m supposed to be doing, but little things throw me off so easily. For example, I could be drinking a lot of water at lunch, or wearing heavier clothes–or even the fact that I go to the meeting straight from work and don’t get a chance to pee first can give me a false gain. Every since I switched the time of my weigh-in I’ve felt that the gains mean less and less. Next week I might have a huge loss again, which would remedy the disappointment that comes with this little gain, but I feel as if there’s almost no way of me controlling this anymore.
And speaking of control, I decided to cut a lot of things from my kitchen because they aren’t very healthy. I’m going to try to use real potatoes for my fries rather than the frozen ones. I also want to start cooking more fresh vegetables with my meals. I might stock up at the Wednesday farmer’s market. Little changes, one at a time! I’ll try to remember to let you know how this goes.
I wish you a great week full of dancing and tiny marshmallows!