I have a bit of a confession to make.
I didn't actually step on the scale last week.
So I just kinda fudged the number.
I figured if I reported a loss of 0.6, I could easily lose it the following week if need be. You know, a realistic number where I wouldn't get caught in my lie.
But I kinda got caught anyway.
Because this week, I am suddenly down 3.4 pounds!
And y'all KNOW there's no stinkin' way I actually lost that much in just one week!
But I can chalk up that success ~ over the last TWO weeks ~ to virtually no snacking of any kind (it happened just one evening over the last week and a half, and it was two large pancakes smothered in butter and swimming in syrup.... mmmmmmmmm, delicious!) and really watching my portions at mealtimes.
And the nicest thing is, I haven't really been thinking about it much. It's really only crossed my mind a couple of times when I wanted to eat late at night and I forced myself to be content with a cup of green tea. I have not gotten my daughters involved in meal- and snack-planning yet like I said I wanted to, but one thing I've noticed myself doing is making sure I eat only what I give them or tell them to eat. And sometimes I just don't, even when they are.
|(Since June 1)|