Sundays are my official weigh-in days. When I stepped on the scale on Sunday, I was down one whole pound ..... oooooohhhhh! Can you tell I was annoyed by that?
After much groaning about the one measly pound, I did do some back-tracking and was made to be thankful for that one pound down. It could have been one pound up, and as long as I'm on a downward trend, that's all that really matters.
I know I'm not suppose to weigh myself every day, but I get curious. So, today, I crawled on, really expecting to see an increase, considering my complete and total lack of control last night.
Guess what!? I was down two more pounds!! TWO WHOLE POUNDS!!
I immediately went into my closet and dug around for a pair of pants I've not worn in a while, and found some that just hadn't fit very well.
Miracle of miracles ... THEY FIT!!!
With those pants, I'm wearing a cardie that use to fit in all the right places. It sort of hangs on me now. YAY!!
Tuesday is officially a good day!