I lost four big ones last week. I'm more relieved than happy, to be honest. It's nice to know that effort = reward (well, most of the time anyway).
I feel like I'm in a groove, but I'm not bringing out the marching band just yet. Late last summer when I dropped 10lbs, I managed to get stuck there for quite awhile. So before there's cause for real celebration, I'd like to see a few consecutive losses.
I worked hard for it this week, that's for sure. This was great motivation heading into a weekend!
And a little anecdote before I sign off:
I was getting ready for spinning class last night at home, and my energy levels were a bit low. My daughter came into my room and asked me where I was going. When I told her, she left the room for a few minutes and then came back. She handed me her favourite princess domino, and said, "This is for you mommy! Please keep it safe in your pocket at the gym so that you can remember me when you are there." I happily obliged. During class, when I didn't feel like I could give anymore, my fingers grazed my pocket and I thought about my sweet little girl. And I pushed myself that much further. Of course, she reclaimed her favourite domino as soon as I walked in the door, but I told her how much I appreciated her little good luck charm.
So, here's to taking one day at a time again for the next week. I can do this. I will do this. Knocking those pounds away - one domino at a time!