I didn't do too bad this past week, but I also did not hold solidly to the meal plan. We were out and about a lot this past week and weekend. Sadly, there are not a lot of places that support my specific dietary needs. I can adapt most anything, but eating out is still one of my largest challenges. Dr. B recommends carrying my own fish with me...um, no.
While Mondays are normally weigh-in days, the holiday delayed it until today. I have to be honest, weigh-in days freak me out. I moved them to Mondays so that I would be mindful of what I eat on the weekends. This small behavior modification has worked out well, as does knowing that a call from Dr. B would not be far behind if I slip.
More importantly, I WANT to do this. I am ready to be physically different. I know that the emotional and mental me will still be in place. And since I like her, I am okay with that. I am not in this to find some path to enlightenment. I am in this to find a healthier me.
I am really hoping that by next week I get to change the first number in my weight. I am only 3.2 pounds away from doing it. While I am okay with sharing this journey, I am still not comfortable sharing the actual overall number. Someday...maybe.
And so, I begin the week feeling pretty optimistic. As Dr. B reminds me, I didn't gain it in a day, I am not going to lose it in a day. I repeat that mantra often to stave off discouragement. Having a supportive from of friends and family does the same. Thank you to all who are on this journey with me. I wish I could tell you enough how much your "atta-girls" mean.
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