So here I am. Happy Monday? No, Wednesday. Whatever. Here's my weigh-in results for this week.
This week I weighed S'1h2 pounds. Oh, wait. 241.5 pounds. I've been stuck here for three weeks now, but I'm not complaining. My concert is finished and life is good. My stress level is reduced and I have considerably more free time during the week now due to choir and jazz activities winding down. I'm making good choices and I'm feeling healthy. I do plan on kicking into high gear pretty quickly, but for now I'm not going to beat myself up.
I had a little non-scale-victory last night. I was at Target trying on shorts and the size 34 fit comfortably. Up until this point, I've been in 36 inch pants at the tightest. I chose not to get them because they were a little tight on my butt and it looked weird because the shorts were so baggy in other places.
I'm going to set my sights on a 2.5 pound loss this week. I'd like to weigh 239 pounds next week. It seems manageable. I'm going to make solid choices and get a good exercise fix.