I lost 7.8 pounds this week.
No, that’s not a typo. 7.8 pounds.
I am astonished. But most of all I am proud. I have proved to myself that I still have it in me. It took awhile to find it again. I had to reach down deep and pull it out. But it’s still there.
I limited my portions. I made healthy choices. I didn’t binge. At all. For a whole week. I am motivated more than ever. But I am not naive enough to think that it’s all downhill from here. From what I’ve read, it takes 21 days to make a habit. That is 2 more weeks.
But even after 2 more weeks, it won’t be easy for me. For me, food is an addiction. My emotional relationship with food will never disappear. But I can manage it. I can lose weight. I can be healthy.
Losing weight doesn’t have to be boring – although I don’t mind some of the same daily snacks and meals, like a baked egg and an orange for breakfast and apple, larabars, Greek yogurt, and bananas for snacks. I put together some random concoctions, but they work. Here’s one lunch this week: steam-in-a-bag green beans, an apple chicken sausage, and two wedges of the Laughing Cow.
And I can still live my life. Here’s some chicken tacos that I had off of the Cheesecake Factory Skinnylicious menu this week:
For now, my goal is keep on keepin’ on. Obviously, this week something worked. I’ll continue to track my eating and plan my meals and snacks.
And constantly reminding myself that …