I went to bed last night a little frustrated! Brent got on the scale and he has lost 10 pounds! 10 pounds in two days. How NOT fair is that!!!! So I thought why not, I'll get on the scale too and see how much I've lost through out the day. I was still at the same spot I was this morning! I could have cried! I know men loose weight faster, but come on, do the pounds go away over night? So needless to say I got into bed and I watched the premier of Deadliest Catch in a huff! So my first moment of unpositive thinking happened on Day 4.
So I woke up this morning and drug my butt to the scale. I gave myself a heavy sigh, thinking that I was gonna be in the same spot that I was yesterday, but to my surprise, I was down 3 pounds! I was sooooo excited I did the happy dance right there on the scale! I was rejuvanated, and didn't have to look at my before picture!!!
I can get through my work day fairly easy, and the last couple of night have been pretty easy too. Tonight was a different story. We went to Walmart to get Breana's B-day present, and all the sudden the urge to get burger on the way home hit! I stayed strong, and went home and cooked dinner, but it wasn't easy! I felt myself wanting to slip into the same pattern, I lost 5 pounds, if I cheat, I can loose it again, but then I thought no way am I gonna go to work and hang my head in shame for "not saying no to the Big Mac". Both Brent and I realized on the way home, that going shopping is a trigger for us. We usually always stop and get a burger and fries on the nights when we have some errands to run. Now that dinner is over, I'm REALLY glad that I didn't stop for that burger, and tomorrow when I get on the scale, I hope I get to do another happy dance :)