Okay, so it's 6:30 in the morning, and I'm up a little late actually. I really, really shouldn't be blogging because I need to get the munchkin up and out the door to the babysitter so I can get to school. But....
I just did my morning ritual of weighing in the buff (they don't allow you to do that at Weight Watchers for some reason), and I'm down another 3 pounds so far this week.
Yeeeee!
I'm all excited and nervous at the same time. I weighed myself 5 times just to be sure, because sometimes the scale is a little finicky with me. When you weigh as much as I do, it's hard for the scale to be 100% accurate.
So now here's where the rubber really meets the road. In my former life (we'll call it, BB - before blogging), I would say Hip-Hooray! I can have a cookie now! And I would probably gain back 2 pounds before the "official" weigh in at Weight Watchers on Saturday. But now I'm MB (midst blogging), and I'm hoping things are different. Very, very slowly I see my attitude towards food changing. I'm very sloth-like though. Glaciers are probably receding faster than my attitude towards eating, but it is happening, and so that's something.
Stay focused.
Concentrate.
Visualize the goal.
Believe in yourself.
Be the ball. What???
Wax on. Wax off.
And keep your damn hands off the cookies!!
Okay then, that should do it.
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