Weigh in this morning was a little nerve wracking. I made my handsome hubby look at the scale for me. I just couldn't do it. I knew with my flare up I'd had to spend a lot more time lying in bed than I otherwise would. Plus, let's not forget losing my mind and eating a week's worth of Flex Points in one day at the beginning of the week. I was just hoping to be the same as last week, or maybe gaining only a pound.
I'm actually down a half pound! 190.5! I'll take it, for real.
Here's what my thermometer looks like. Take a good, hard look:
Yeah, buddy! That says I'm officially 30% of the way to my goal! I'm still trying to decide about rewards. I was thinking to do something correlating to the percentage of progress, but I just realized that's only a few pounds at a time. I'll have to talk to the hubby and see if he has thoughts.
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