I am cheerful today, despite getting up in the middle of the night to take notes. Or perhaps partly because of it. I don’t really *mind* it, for what it’s worth. It’s just, you know. Does it *have* to be 1am?
Went to the chiro today, and feel much better for it. My back was getting all thick and starting to ache. No better way to describe it. Went for a TWO MILE walk with Chanti! Two miles! Wowee zowie! Go us! :)
Also got on the scale today (official weigh-in day), and, somewhat inexplicably, the scale said I’d lost another 2 pounds. I stared at it for a while, put my glasses on, checked again. Yep, still said the same thing. So that makes 10 pounds I’ve lost since the advent of the No Sweets Diet, and it makes me feel much more confident of losing the 5 pounds I wanted to by the 17th, which is when my week of Catie May Eat Sweets ‘Cause It’s Christmas begins.
Lunch now. Or breakfast. Hard to say. It’s noon and I haven’t eaten yet. Got up rather late, for some reason. :)
miles to Lothlorien: 394.5
Hot fudge at Hot Licks!
Go, Catie, go! Try not to go off the wagon TOO much during sweets-allowed week. That’s a great accomplishment.
Woo, good work, that’s fantastic!
I, er, think I undid a bit of my hard work during the wedding, with almond-flavored everything (it’s absolutely my favorite sweets-flavor) around, and several meals out, but I’m back on the horse now, and damnit I want to keep going.
Isn’t it nice when it works?