Anybody who's read me for a while knows that I weigh myself every morning and that there's no talking me out of it. In my mind, this keeps me from going too far up on the scale, which I had been doing as I slowly snuck up to +4 lbs because I simply wasn't making good choices where food and exercise was concerned. Now granted, it wasn't nearly the bad choices I was making a year ago, but still, those four pounds didn't take long to pile on.
A coupla days ago I got my head back in the game and dropped 2 lbs overnight. Then yesterday I was up 2.2 lbs. Naturally, I blamed Patrick. Not really! I knew I had eaten lots of fruit despite my lack of hunger and one of my basic rules is to not eat if I'm not hungry. So then yesterday, I ate even more fruit, but only when I was hungry. This morning the scale shows my biggest overnight loss to date. Down FOUR POINT FOUR lbs. Finally, I'm at a new low. It's only slightly lower than I had been before I went awry a couple weeks ago, but I'm back on track and that's what's important.
I joined a new challenge last night and am going to work it for the first time today. I'll tell you about it a little later as this post is already long and rambling and my warm bed is calling me back.
Maybe there's something to this fruit-eating business!