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I got on the scale yesterday morning and weighed 231. This morning I couldn't resist, and the scale said 228. I don't know what to think, other than I'm so excited to finally be doing something that is working. I don't feel deprived in the least, I'm loving cooking dinner in the evenings, I love counting points - I even have an iPhone app that helps me do that through the day - and I feel really good.
The husband and I are still struggling a bit. He's totally disinterested in sex as of late, which doesn't do anything for my self-image. However, for a change I've resolved not to dwell on that - I'm doing what I can to improve myself, for myself, and that is all I can do. As long as I can get through the day not regretting some stupid food choice, I can't help but bring happiness along with me where I go.
Anyway - I can't believe that scale! I really need to limit my weigh-ins, but right now, it's just too irresistible!
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