As promised I weighed my Thursday. I got up early in the morning and went into the bathroom to prime the scale. I gave myself the quick once over and prepared myself for what I envisioned would be another week of climbing numbers. I set the scale and stepped on. I didn't want to open my eyes. Sure I'd been exercising a little more but my eating wasn't perfect (read: bad, really, really bad) so I felt the results were inevitable. I slowly opened my eyes (one at a time) and then looked down. To my surprised the scale read 187. 187? 187? Even though I'm still a little distance from my goal, it looks like I'm starting down the right road and going in the right direction.
Yahoo!! Down 1.5 pounds.
If I keep this up, in 15 weeks I'll be down a whopping 20+ !!
I'm still very excited AND I didn't reward myself with a piece of butterscotch cheesecake! Look at that...more progress.
-Erica
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