I dragged my feet walking to the scale today, imaginary funeral dirge music playing in my head. Honestly, if not for you guys, I would have found an excuse to avoid it. I didn’t have a great week. We had my stress, the teen’s midterms/finals stress, my husband’s medical check-up stress and an overall joint ohmigod, this college stuff is hard stress.
I lost 1.2 pounds. I actually stepped off the scale, let it reset, and then did it again because I absolutely wasn’t expecting the number to be lower than last week’s, even if only a little. Maybe it’s enough momentum to carry me through. And when I’m feeling a little discouraged, I’ll just look at my “official” author photo here on my site and then pop over to my Twitter avatar. As Meg pointed out, I have made a difference.
Some of you may know/remember that in September of 2008, my husband had emergency carotid surgery after a series of TIAs. Apparently it’s been long enough so the horror of that time has faded and his diet went to crap and his numbers are not good. No symptoms, thank goodness, but they’re sending him for an ultrasound and his doctor had the come to Jesus talk with him. 2012 was the year of take-out and unhealthy prepackaged quickie meals, but we’re going to get back on track. Besides straightening his cholesterol out, it should help me stay on a better path. It’s weird maybe, but I have no willpower when it comes to me, but keeping him away from McDonald’s I can do. Keeping him away will help keep us all away.
Because my blood pressure was a little high this week and I had several morning appointments, I didn’t start Wii Zumba, but I’m going to. Honest.
How’d you guys do this week?