"If you really want to know what I can eat, come to a meeting with me."
"I appreciate those cookies you made special for me. I am going to take them home." (and give them to my family!)
I am very lucky in that I don't have saboteurs or food police. I have lots of great support. It helps to have my mom and my sister doing the program with me. This week was disappointing. I gained a pound and a half! Oh I was not a happy camper. I left meeting feeling somewhat motivated. I loaded Ryan into the car, and as I did, I put my new fancy cup on top of my car. I mean don't we all do this???
It is from Bed, Bath & Beyond. Hard plastic, look at the bottom of the straw. It won't come up through the hole. It is top rack dishwasher safe, but not meant for hot drinks. It has a sister that is. I love this cup! It holds 22ounces. I drove off and I heard a thunk thunk sound. I remembered I had left my cup on top of my van. I pulled over and got out to look for my cup--my mom was in the car so Ryan was not alone--that being said, I found my cup. No lid, no straw. I finally found them. Yay! And not only that it survived with only a few scratches! Now the whole point to this side track is this: I didn't want my van to be in people's way--it really wasn't--but I just wanted to be out of the way. So I started running back. Okay I was jogging. I don't run. Seriously. And what should happen? My jeans were slipping. I didn't end up with pants around my ankles, but they did slip down about 1/3 of an inch. I had to hoist them up. I was happy about that. It's not always numbers. Sometimes it's other signs.
Total Weight Loss: 15 pounds--or something like that!