End of our third week of our new eating plan. Weigh in first thing this morning. Results? Papa Pea lost another three pounds for a total loss in three weeks of nine pounds.
Okay, let's change the subject now.
Oh, all right, I'll tell you. Jane (the former personal trainer) said not to be surprised if I hit a plateau and didn't show a weight loss one of these weeks. So did I lose anything this past week?
Did I gain any weight this past week?
No, thank heaven. Now that would have really been discouraging. And I would have been totally flummoxed as to what I did to cause that. (Oh, I know. It would have been because all of that snow shoveling and muscle gained. Yeah, right.) But I did not gain, so I'll be happy with that.
I'm not discouraged. I honestly do feel a little lighter. Don't know if "lighter" is the correct word; maybe less bulky? Why didn't it show up on the scale? Dunno. Maybe because I thought about food so much this past week. Psychologically you can screw yourself up, ya know.
Three weeks done, only one week to go. What will we decide to do at the end of the month trial? We aren't going to make any decisions until then.
So I've lost five pounds in three weeks. That's a good, steady, slow, sensible loss. Now I sure hope I can drop twenty pounds in this last week. :o)
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