3/1/12 247.2
Pounds lost doing SpireSpire: 78.1
Pounds lost in March: .7
Pounds lost in April: 3.5
Pounds lost in May: 7.0
Pounds lost in June: 7.1
Pounds lost in July: +3.8
8/4/13 162.3
8/11/13 163.4
8/18/13 162.3
This means I don't have to start using the mean scale at work or give up McDonalds altogether! The McDonalds-less week I was aiming for this week kind of fell through... I ran out of my apple-and-peanut-butter breakfast supplies, and starting on Thursday morning, I used that as an excuse to go back for my Egg White Delight for the remainder of the week. I did, however, do much better with eliminating my midday ice cream cone- I caved and did it two days, but every other afternoon I just ran out to the grocery store for some fruit. My choices this week:
A couple of things I AM proud of this week:
1. We went out to eat as a staff, with my boss practically forcing everybody to get appetizers, drinks, entrees and desserts on him- and despite the festive environment and pressure to go off track, I made good decisions. Hummus and veggie appetizer (I immediately gave the flatbread crisps that also came with it to one of my coworkers), skinny margarita, brown rice/veggie/tofu entree and NO dessert. It was delicious and still felt like a big treat, because I wasn't adding up in my head what everything was going to cost like I do when Chris and I go out.
2. Making good choices when it comes to food has become instinctive. Even the couple of times I caved this week, it was with a 250 calorie Egg White Delight for breakfast, not a Bacon, Egg and Cheese McGriddle like I used to get. Or an ice cream cone for 170 calories, not a hot fudge sundae. My definition of indulging has shifted dramatically (unless it's an Eat All the Things Day, then all bets are off).
3. It's been months since a day has completely gotten away from me. Even feeling frustrated with the scale results, I've never said "Whatever, I'm going off my diet tonight". Even when there was something to celebrate (my birthday, a recent promotion/pay raise), I've never said "You only live once, right?" In this job I get one weekday off every week since I work most Saturdays, and I thought that days home alone without Chris would be a struggle, but for the most part- not really! I sleep in and clean and shop and cook a nice dinner and daydream about being a full time housewife, which I would rock at, by the way- but I don't get into food I shouldn't just because I'm alone. One day I had a handful of Doritos which wasn't planned, but it didn't turn into eating half the bag, which in the past would've turned into ridding the house of all any other temptations (by eating them, of course) and then figuring that the day was ruined anyway so might as well eat all the things for dinner and then start fresh tomorrow. I'm not going to pretend like that impulse is gone forever, I know it's just under the surface, but it hasn't emerged in a really long time and I'm really proud of that.
Enough for today! Cross your fingers that I keep on moving in the right direction.