So, I started off this weight loss journey with a bang! Lost like 8 pounds the first WEEK! I knew it was probably water weight from actually eating lots of veggies and drinking the right amount of water, but it was a big motivator!
Week two I lost another 3 pounds. Wow!
Week three I got the flu. I lost 7 pounds. Well, duh, I was surviving on broth and saltines. 500 calories a day if I was lucky. I knew there was a chance that number would go up when I started eating real food.
Then there was a transition week. I felt better...ish. I wanted only comfort foods. I wanted snacks and pizza and chicken fajitas. I gagged over salads. I splurged for several days. I always started the day with good intentions, but by lunchtime all I wanted was junk. I could usually hold off and only have maybe one cookie, but because I wasn't eating my salads I was hungry! By dinnertime, I made poor choices.
My current diet suggests 1200-1500 calories per day. Those days I was over 2,000. I posted about how I felt the other day...defeated, but eventually hopeful. I stepped on the scale and it read 231. Damn. Went to the doctor's, and their scale read 232. (But with jeans on and stuff in my pockets)
So I got back on track. I'm still slipping up, still struggling more than I did the first two "honeymoon" weeks. But today's scale read 226.4! The 231 just 4 or 5 days ago was probably a lot of bloating from eating more cheese, fat, and sodium than usual.
I cant wait to see 225. That will mean a 20 pound loss. I already feel better, but I have a long way to go.
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