It's weigh-in time.
The scale tells me I lost 1.7 pounds this week. I've lost a grand total of 16.9 pounds and I passed a major threshold. I've lost over 5% of my body weight. One twentieth of me is gone. 5% of the weight on my knees and feet is gone. 5% of the weight that puts me at risk for diabetes, heart disease, cancer, stroke, and a whole host of other nasty stuff is gone!
I actually weighed myself a couple times last night. This was the when I got home but before dinner weigh-in. I stepped on the scale after dinner to weigh my daughter (she's not heavy enough for the scale to register her by herself yet) and I'd gained like 4 pounds. I've been having a lot of water with my meals lately, so I don't think that's a bad thing. How much does a Chipotle burrito bowl weigh by the way?
I don't necessarily feel I'm doing everything I can to lose weight right now, but I think if I plan carefully, this could be more sustainable than previous times I've lost weight. I know yesterday I kind of ranted about how I'm worried I won't be able to manage in September, but I think I can make it work.
Before I forget. There won't be a weigh-in next Tuesday. I'll be on vacation. Hopefully, I'll be able to maintain my weight while I'm at the lake.