I am a loser. But, in a good way.
After 5 weeks I'm finally seeing a bit of a difference on the scales.
I weighed myself today and I lost 3.5 pounds this week - for a total of 13 pounds!!!
Last week I was a little disappointed because I was hoping to hit 10 pounds and I didn't. Today I was pleasantly surprised at what I saw. Well, in the context of losing weight that is. I can't say I was pleasantly surprised by the actual number. But, really, who is pleasantly surprised looking at the scale? I don't know.
But, the point is, I'm actually pretty proud of myself. I don't have that much willpower, especially when it comes to food. I'm an emotional eater - happy or sad, angry, stessed, joyous, excited or just hungry, I will eat. I also am not particular to certain foods - sometimes I want candy sometimes I want chips, but really either will do in a moment of frustration. So I am really trying to curb that behaviour.
I feel like a lot has changed about my lifestyle too. At work I've stopped going to Tim Horton's for cookies so much. Really, I don't miss them that much. I am bringing and eating all sorts of healthy foods, and the people who I am around the most at work understand this and encourage it. If we go for a coffee run we don't get treats.
At home I've been trying as well. I think it's better for all of us if we eat a little healthier. Matty loves the fruit I buy and if I tell him we're going for a walk he's thrilled. If anyone is dragging their heels it's not Matt. That's for sure.
So, onward and upward.
Here's to another few pounds and maybe just maybe not dreading wearing a bathing suit this summer. (Okay, I'm kidding about that one! I will always dread bathing suits)