So, couple a late night dinner of sushi, (which is fresh ingredients and not that bad for you, but heavy on carbs for a dinner close to when you fall asleep) with being hormonally water-weighty this week, and the scale is not happy with me this morning.

I hope I can work it off. I didn't think yesterday had gone so badly, honestly. I had school, so I wasn't at home snacking. I had a turkey sandwich for lunch, and then we went bowling and I had sushi and a salad with ginger dressing.

I guess a few pounds fluctuation a week into this doesn't really mean I should beat myself up, I just have to keep perspective. Less in than out, and this should work, provided the female anatomy doesn't hold a huge grudge against me.

Blah. It's hard. I don't really want to worry so much about it this week, anyway. Birthdays, anniversaries... it'd be a lot more fun to just live and worry about the weight next week. But that's not how I roll...

Which is probably why I roll, come to think of it. Sigh.

So, like we all knew would happen, I cheated on Sunday evening and regretted it. I ended up gaining weight at the Weigh-In that morning (despite the fact that I know I've lost. His scale is 10 pounds heavier than the one in my bathroom, but even using a consistent source I know I've lost, so that should have been reflected. Whatever. Grr.), and I was just ready to enjoy myself instead of moping.

I ordered the chicken & salmon at Magic Time Machine, which isn't awful alone. But the mounds of mashed potatoes they were served on probably were. I ate half of it for lunch and the other half was dinner. That was all I had that day, but I still wish I hadn't.

I always forget that once I start eating better and cutting greasy, fatty foods out of my diet, I end up feeling ill when I have them again, even for a celebratory purpose. So, that's a good thing! It means even when celebrating I'll feel better with a wise choice.

But I'll miss you, mashed potatoes.

Today is Fiance's birfday! We will probably go have Razzoo's for dinner where the choices will not be easy, but I will survive. And we may go to Gameworks! Or just wander around the mall. That itself should burn enough pre-emptive calories before dinner.

I asked him yesterday if he'd be interested in walking ourselves around for dinner and evenings instead of driving to places, especially once the weather gets cooler. It looks like fun, and would be easier on my weight and my gas tank, for sure.

That's about all for now. I balanced my food intake yesterday and lost back whatever Magic Time Machine dumped on me. Yay! Now to just survive the hormone surge coming in the next week or so...

Water weight, hoooooooo!

As I may have mentioned previously, this journal/blog/diary/whatever is based in part off of wanting to begin a New Me Lifestyle Change Gaia Moon Thingy, and in part because my church is doing a weight loss challenge.

I have no real belief that I will be able to win this challenge, as it is based off of how much weight you can lose in 6 months. However! I would like to lose weight, and at least be something of a contender. It'll just take some work to see what fits my personal body type best as a Weight Loss Plan, and that's what this is for.

Along with tracking my hardships, complaints, general thoughts on the matter, victories, etc.

This morning marks our second weigh in since the program began. I lost 10 pounds according to them (Weeeeird scale, srsly) last month. I'm hoping to have not gained anything this time around, is all. Wii Fit says I've lost about 2.8 pounds, which is stellar! But I have to weigh in with clothes on and all the works, so I'm wearing close to the same outfit I did last weigh-in, and just crossing my fingers.

This week is going to be really difficult, though. Fiance's birthday is Tuesday, my sister's birthday is too, and we're doing celebratory dinner/lunch thing at the Magic Time Machine today. I guess they have a chicken dish? And our anniversary is coming up on Saturday.

Yikes. Celebration is the diet-killer!

Nah. I'll just work out more and portion what I eat. I know how to do this, it's just going to be making myself that'll be hard.

Ta, loves.