Weigh in day

The day is here again to pull the scale out of the closet and hop on. One of three things can happen on this day. One - you look down and when the needle finally stops you say "This damn scale is broken. I couldn't have gain that much." And you resist the urge to jump off and kick the thing because you know this could cause pain and you wouldn't be able to go for your walks. Two - the needle is in the same place as last week. You say, "This damn scale is broken. I know I had to lose something this past week. I even resisted the urge to have that candy bar even though I am craving chocolate." But then you start to think straight and tell yourself, "even though you didn't lose anything, you didn't gain." Three - the needle stops at a lower number then last week. You say, "I love this scale. It is working fine. Hippy. I lost more weight."

Did I ever mention that my lucky number is three. Yes folks, the needle went down. And it went down by three. Yes three more pounds lost for a now grand total of twenty-one, yes I said 21 pounds. HIPPY.

I am not one to try these fancy-dancy diets out there. I don't like most of the food they say to eat. Eat fish, fruits and vegetables. Don't eat beef, potatoes, pasta and so on. Well I say "Bah-humbug to that." I eat the same things I always eat just not as much of it. I have noticed though that I haven't eaten much starch this summer. It is just too hot to even think about making those mashed potatoes. So my diet has been chicken, which I love. Beef, veggies and salad. With the exception of last night, I have limited my pasta intake. I don't snack at night and if I am hungry, I will have a glass of milk.

So there you have it. Weigh in day has been a good one. Did I mention that I have lost 21 pounds. I have four pounds to go to cheat and treat myself to a slice of Chocolate Lovin' Spoon Cake. I think I will skip weigh in day that week.