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December 14, 2015
I weighed myself this morning. There was a loss, but not as big as I was hoping. Friday was just a dream.
I wanted to walk Saturday morning before work, but I didn't. We had to wait for the landlord to stop by, but he did not show up till the afternoon. So I could have had my walk. At least I controlled my eating.
We walked on Sunday, but not as much as I had hoped. And, I think I overate. So the weekend pretty much erased any hope of seeing the same numbers I did on Friday.
So today's number was dismal and I let my emotions control my morning. Now I'm trying to regain control.
I know I should be happy for even the smallest amount of consistent weight loss, but I'm not. I still feel like I'm on a yo-yo...a 10 pound range that I seem to be stuck in for the past year. Once I get below the bottom number (and stay below it), I'll probably feel better about it.
The bottom of this yo-yo is only 5 pounds away. Some people might be able to lose that in 3 weeks, but at the rate I'm losing, I worry that it'll take more than 10 weeks for me to reach that. It's discouraging, but I'm not going give up.
Guess what? We each got a Fitbit in the mail today. Not a high end one, but hopefully one that'll help us.
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