At my third weigh-in tonight, I lost .8 pounds. Yes, there's a decimal there. Less than a pound. But, like a friend reminded me this evening, it's a loss and it's consistent and that's what really counts. I'm on a journey and I'm going to get to where I want to be. And I'm learning how to eat better in the process.
Even on days when I am not fully on the plan (this week, for instance, that would be four of the last seven days), I am not making the same choices I used to. It's water over soda. It's avocado salad and edamame over chicken tempura. It's a hefty salad instead of a braised short rib. These are literally choices I had to make this week alone. These are choices I did make.
Now, the holidays are officially behind me. I've got no travel planned for quite a while, so there's no reason I can't logically get back in the box and stick to this plan fully. I made a commitment not only to myself, but to many people - even strangers. I am going to accomplish this.
I have a new coach and next week, I'll be switching to a new class and reinforcing some of the earliest behaviors we were asked to change. This will be a fresh start for me.
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