Today the analog said nothing, at least perceptibly. The Wii says <.7, which my DH has declared 'goofy.' I concur.
Today is a skip day. I won't do the Hcg injection. I didn't last Sunday either. This is to prevent 'immunity' so that I can go the full six weeks. The hypothalamus stops responding after awhile and you get hungry and stop losing as quickly. In my case this time, I'd say when that happens I'll start gaining on 500 calories per day.
However, the next couple of weeks could be weirder than usual because I'm a lady. That tosses a confounding variable into the mix. I'm on the upside of PMS stuff, which throws off weight to the upside by quite a bit most of the time. However, then on the downside, the losses tend to look dramatic. This I know from past experience so I won't be too upset if I see it happening. As DH says it is an 'assignable root cause.'
I wake up every morning excited to weigh in. I'm not always rewarded, obviously, but I expect to be and I am damn curious. Every night, I get into bed thinking, "I did it! I made it one more day!' and honestly don't know why it seems like such an accomplishment. It's not hard. I wasn't hungry at all yesterday. I didn't want anything I couldn't have. I walked 4 miles and felt fantastic. I slept great. I got stuff done. It was a good day.
Today we are going to a movie. I know my husband and daughter will insist on movie popcorn and other assorted junk. I have no doubt it will be no problem for me to refrain. I've broken those subconscious associations for the most part. I think. And even if I am tempted, I know better than to push it that way when I've had a good loss today. We have toast in the house (my biggest weakness ever) and I have not been tempted. Bagels too. None of that stuff has bothered me. Even the pizza and cake at my social engagement wasn't hard to resist, though the pizza looked and smelled heavenly. It just wasn't hard to resist.
Today is a skip day. I won't do the Hcg injection. I didn't last Sunday either. This is to prevent 'immunity' so that I can go the full six weeks. The hypothalamus stops responding after awhile and you get hungry and stop losing as quickly. In my case this time, I'd say when that happens I'll start gaining on 500 calories per day.
However, the next couple of weeks could be weirder than usual because I'm a lady. That tosses a confounding variable into the mix. I'm on the upside of PMS stuff, which throws off weight to the upside by quite a bit most of the time. However, then on the downside, the losses tend to look dramatic. This I know from past experience so I won't be too upset if I see it happening. As DH says it is an 'assignable root cause.'
I wake up every morning excited to weigh in. I'm not always rewarded, obviously, but I expect to be and I am damn curious. Every night, I get into bed thinking, "I did it! I made it one more day!' and honestly don't know why it seems like such an accomplishment. It's not hard. I wasn't hungry at all yesterday. I didn't want anything I couldn't have. I walked 4 miles and felt fantastic. I slept great. I got stuff done. It was a good day.
Today we are going to a movie. I know my husband and daughter will insist on movie popcorn and other assorted junk. I have no doubt it will be no problem for me to refrain. I've broken those subconscious associations for the most part. I think. And even if I am tempted, I know better than to push it that way when I've had a good loss today. We have toast in the house (my biggest weakness ever) and I have not been tempted. Bagels too. None of that stuff has bothered me. Even the pizza and cake at my social engagement wasn't hard to resist, though the pizza looked and smelled heavenly. It just wasn't hard to resist.
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