In which I don't give up, I just have a moment.

I know I broke the golden most important rule and skipped out on my post last Monday.  I shouldn't have done it, since the point of this blog is full disclosure and all that kind of stuff.

But last Monday was hard.  I had gained some weight (again) and was super disappointed in myself.  I've had a cold for the last two weeks and it keeps getting worse.  Or at least it wouldn't end.  Terrible enough.

Since I am fully disclosing my sins here I will also say that I ate large quantities of ice cream and towards the end of the week added quite a bit of homemade chocolate sauce to go with it.  I know you're drooling.  And yes, it was fantastic.

So it was with trepidation that I stepped on the scale this morning expecting the worst.  I imagined a really high number in my mind and told myself that if it was below that, I wouldn't freak out.  To my shock I lost weight.  What the?  My body makes no sense, but I'll take it.  My recent weight gain and loss puts me back approximately three weeks--which really isn't that bad considering total I've lost over eight pounds.  That's okay with me.

And now I recommit myself.  I'm starting completely over and seeing where it takes me.  This means no grains once again.  Does rice count? I think it does although I had some for dinner tonight.  I guess that means I'm actually recommitting tomorrow...

Exercise...  twice a week?  It's so hard to fit in, but I will start there and then move up an extra day each week.  I try to convince myself that doing outdoor projects (all my furniture spray painting lately could be an entirely different blog) is good exercise.  I'm not sure.  There is a lot of bending and squatting involved and it pretty much takes all day to complete a piece.  It is quite satisfying to finish something big, and really keeps me motivated to continue to do things and keep busy throughout the day.

I need some encouragement.  I'm not begging, just asking.  Any new ideas?  Or even old ones will do.  I want to stay on this path, no matter how long it takes.  I know it will be worth it to finally have energy and feel like myself again.

Deep sigh.

I'm confused but whatever...

Boo.  I'm a little ticked off about how this week went so I'll just give it to you straight without any pageantry:  I gained .2 lbs. 

It is really not that much to gain, but it would have been nice to lose something...  I don't think I did anything different from last week. 

My hypothesis is this--that I lost so much last week because the day before my weigh in was a fast Sunday.  I think that temporarily augmented my weigh loss, and I probably only truly lost about 2 lbs.  If this is true then I probably lost another 2 lbs. this week. 

Which is good.  Good enough at least.

Really, if I keep losing 2 lbs. a week I have nothing to complain about.  I would love a quick weight loss, but slower is better they say.  Meh.

In other news, this week Lou Lou asked me if she was adopted. 

What The Heck?

Where did she even get that word from? Let alone the idea?

We then discussed about how she was not adopted but however if she was, it really wouldn't make a difference in her role in our family and in how much we love her blah blah blah. 

Hilarious.  Love my little munchkins...

That is all.

I'll most definitely take it!

So this week I totally pigged out.  I was never hungry and there was a little guilt.

I exercised twice by hiking/pushing a stroller (one and the same in my neighborhood) for an hour.  I thought it was productive.

But when I went to weigh myself this morning I was sure the numbers wouldn't be pretty.  I thought I might even have gained some.  Imagine my delight when the scale said I LOST:

4.2 lbs.

Throw a freakin' party!  I think I did a little dance before announcing my success to Charming.  This is seriously painless.  Yes,  I have had to pass up a few yummies, but I don't feel deprived seeing as how I can eat other food (meaning no grains) until I'm full.  I can even have reasonable amounts of icecream.  Actually, last night I had extremely unreasonable amounts of icecream and I am still cheerful!  

Huzzah and Woot Woot!!!

I plan on keeping this up this next week--and perhaps walking three days this week?  I am keeping my fingers crossed that my good luck (or hard work) keeps up.