As usual, let's start with the details:
Starting Weight: 290.3
Last Weigh-in: 284.9
This Week: 282.4
Net Loss: -2.5
Loss-to-Date: -7.9
Yay! Two weeks in a row with a loss. I would've loved to see a bigger one, but I know that's just not something my body can apparently do. I'm happy to see this number go down, but part of me is hesitant to get excited about it because it's almost as though I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop... Like, yeah, it's a loss now, but next week I'll probably gain 3 and all my progress will be lost so why should I bother getting excited about it? I can't decide if this line of thinking is good or not. On one hand, I should celebrate my successes, no matter how small; on the other hand, being realistic that this isn't a gravy train and I have to work hard for every ounce I lose, thereby not letting myself get TOO celebratory and fall off the wagon (which has happened before) is probably in my favor. I guess I should just call this "cautious optimism". Go me.
This weigh-in brings a miniature milestone of sorts. I was looking back through my log since I started (this time...) and this is the lowest I've been since I started this. It sounds like a given... but my numbers have fluctuated so much since I started that that's not actually true. My lowest prior to this was 282.6 at the February 2nd weigh-in.
My next mini-celebration will be when I finally get out of the 280s once and for all. With another loss like this week's, I could see that number next week! That's something to look forward to, right?
Anyway, I attribute my success this week to a renewed and fervent desire to cook. We've cooked every meal this week, and while we didn't have leftovers to take to lunch every day, on those days I made makeshift lunches out of fruit and other healthy snacks (mostly fruit). It wasn't that much, but it was enough to tide me over until dinner time. We cooked every evening and I'm very proud of that. Also I'm proud of the fact that last Sunday I made macaroons to take to work for my coworkers (story time: we always have a cake or something of some sort for birthdays... usually my boss buys it from Whole Foods but a couple weeks ago, one of our coworkers was having a birthday and I volunteered to make cupcakes. Well, another one of my coworkers recently discovered she has a gluten sensitivity and has gone gluten-free, so any time we have these cakes -- or any other treats brought in for any other purpose -- she literally just sniffs at them and walks away. I felt really bad about this, so I decided to make macaroons -- her birthday isn't until October but there's been months and months of treats she couldn't eat. Macaroons are delicious, gluten-free, and crowd-pleasing, so they were enjoyed by everyone... which is why I didn't try to de-glutenize a standard flour-laden recipe. Sometimes those don't work out so well, lol.). Anyway, I managed to mostly keep my hands out of them (though I did have to sample my own work, of course!) and I'm pretty proud of that. Got some rave reviews though so I may have to make them again.
I guess I could pontificate some more on what made me successful this week but I think instead I'm just going to start focusing on not taking it for granted. I think a lot of times we (okay, I) get so excited about a success that I stop trying, kinda feeling like "I got this". Honestly, I feel like this holds true for most people, in most situations, not just weight loss. We get smug when we win something or are successful or are otherwise praised or complimented, and we somehow instantly forget all the hard work it required... we rest on our laurels and then before you know it, our progress is lost because we didn't maintain the effort. I think I'm going to try to stop taking all of my successes for granted, not just weight loss. Maybe that's a lesson we all should learn?
On that note -- have a great week everyone! <3
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