It's a mixed happy, but I'll take it. Good because I'll be burning calories at a rate of 610 an hour by pushing my lawnmower around my decently sized yard. Bad because my allergies hate me when I mow and I won't be fit for much else afterwards. Oh well. Small sacrifices must be made. And I WANT to make them. I am currently being taunted by 0.1 of a pound. I'd be pretty darn happy if my Tuesday weigh-in said 8 pounds lost and 0.1 pound is certainly doable in one day.
I do have to admit a few things:
- I'm finding it harder and harder to drink my two liters of water a day. Borderline torture.
- I'm barely getting close to my calorie goals. I am trying for 1500 but often only hit 1400.
- My husband is visibly losing weight without trying and I want to stomp my feet. It's not fair.
- I ate a Subway steak and cheese footlong yesterday. The bread tasted like magic in my mouth.
CURRENT PROGRESS: 7 POUNDS GONE 43 TO GO