No weight loss this week.
No gain either, which I suppose is good, but I’m disappointed. Since I’m not really “dieting,” I have been staying off the scale but once per week. I am operating under the (misguided?) belief that if I consistently make choices to avoid sugar, flour, and processed foods coupled with regular exercise, that the weight will eventually come off. I have to be prepared to accept the slowness of it. Slow and steady is supposed to win the race, right?
This is soooo opposite the way I’ve spent my life dieting. Used to be, once I set my mind to it, all I had to do was eliminate carbs, pee on a keto-stick to make sure it turned a deep maroon color, and the weight melted off. I remember one of my favorite snacks was to roll salami around cream cheese! Buffalo chicken wings, eggs & bacon and diet soda provided most of my
malnutrition. I could go indefinitely without cheating. The Atkins Diet was for me. Problem was, that once I resumed ‘normal’ eating, it didn’t take long to gain the weight back and then some.
So looking ahead, I have 364 more days to lose sixty-one pounds. I can’t remember the last time I had a real, long-term goal to work towards. As I’ve mentioned before, I plan to be <150 lbs. when I turn fifty next year. Let’s do some numbers:
61 pounds /52 weeks = 1.17 pounds per week
61 pounds/12 months= 5.08 pounds to lose per month
Seems reasonable enough to me.
Holy moly, I would be so happy if I could really do it.
Slow and steady.