Or should I say - hoped? This staple thing was supposed to be my salvation from physical woes. My help in my darkest hour...my excuse to not eat...
yeah right.
Sorry about waxing dramatic there, but that's what I sort of felt that first two weeks. Now I'm a little more dismayed and dissapointed. I have lost weight...I'm down, lets see... 7 pounds. I guess that's nothing to laugh at, better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick...but in a month? I lost 10 pounds a month when I was on Weight Watchers. I have to admit, that was like 25 years ago and it's a whole different story now - but I had thought it would be a more dramatic weight loss. I guess I'll have to take what I can get. A pound is a pound, and a lifestyle change is a change that sticks, so I'm trying.
I'll make it more official...weight 315 lbs
I have to laugh...my poor hubby has been trying to eat a little differently with me (we've been not eating bread or pasta as much - although the olympics kind of messed that up, and lots of vegies and fruit) he has gained 2 pounds! So I guess things could be worse...
Poor man...
;)
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