At least I didn't really gain...

Well...WW weigh in was today. I was tempted to wait until tomorrow to go, because last week I weighed in on Tuesday (I was too busy pigging out on Monday to go), but alas I made myself go today and get it over with. Up .2. I'm not mad about it, because that's really nothing. I could've peed that out, if they'd let me go pee first. AND I did basically fall off the wagon Sat night and stayed off through Sunday. So I'm thankful that all that hard work last week resulted in a NON gain. I was thinking about it, and I haven't always been so lucky.

However, I'm getting tired of slow weight loss. I would also like to kick my own ass into gear. I feel like I go through these cycles all the time. I stall about every 10 pounds or so for a few weeks, and here I am again. It's taken me months to lose this 15 pounds. MONTHS. Usually I have the attitude of - hey...as long as it's off. But today I'm feeling impatient. Today I want to be at the end, and I'm only about half way there. I don't want to wait more months. I don't stall because of plateaus- I burn out. And I'm tired of burn out tonight.

On a lighter note- I was REALLY good today. I ate within my points- healthy meals. I worked out hard. I'm hopeful. I'm impatient, but I'm hopeful. I tried to make some goals. I really want to lose 7 more pounds before my doctor's appt in MARCH. Then I will have lost 20 pounds from the last weigh in at his office, so I'm shooting hard for that. Last time I saw him, I lost 6 pounds, and that was really exciting to me at the time. I think, 7 pounds by March is feasible. I can do this. I will do this.

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