Thanks for all of your lovely and supportive comments! It feels wonderful to know that you're all rallying behind me in blogland. I mustn't let you down then, shall I?
Today, marks week two of the challenge. I should weigh in. But I'm scared to. Isn't that weird? I've been working hard all week - and was even excited to weigh in yesterday. But today, I'm totally scared. What if I haven't lost any weight? What if I've gained weight? I know that the scale is just a number, yada yada. But in some ways, it's also like the reward for my efforts. And I don't want to be disappointed.
I'm not sure what to do. Weighing in weekly will keep me accountable. Weighing in monthly will probably give me better results. I've never been a slave to the scale, not sure why it's freaking me out now. Maybe because I'm actually trying this time?
The week was relatively good, except for one dinner at my mom's house on the weekend. Can never resist her food!;-) I also met the challenge's exercise goals of 150 minutes a week. I know it doesn't sound like much - but some days, with the baby, it can be tough! I will definitely be upping my goal this coming week.
So, I'm off to engage in a stare-down with my evil scale. I'm thinking that some separation might be the best medicine for our relationship, but we'll see...