Well, I have finally done it. I got past the dreaded number 43, with a loss of 1.2 this week for a total of 44.8 pounds gone. After seeing 43 no fewer than 3 times in my last 4 weigh ins, I was getting mighty sick of that number.
Still, sometimes when I was getting discouraged I would sit back and say "I've lost 43 pounds." And then I would say, "HOLY CRAP! I'VE LOST 43 POUNDS!!!!" It really did hit me a few times in the past couple weeks just how much that is.
Lose for Good is over. Our center lost 3200+ pounds and gathered up 1400+ pounds in food for the food bank, which is really cool.
It's been a busy weekend. We baked all day yesterday--cookies, cake, homemade donuts, and fudge. It's all packaged up and I'll be setting out a little spread at work on Monday. I feel morally superior that I only ate 2 cookies and a donut whole. But that's only because there were chips and dip and Chinese food to be eaten. But I don't think I slipped too badly anyway. :-)
So this week has a couple of land mines built in--Pizza Hut on Monday and the Melting Pot on Friday. I've decided to weigh in on Friday this week instead of Saturday, so that I won't have to worry about it on Saturday morning after a night of wicked indulgence.
See you all next week.
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