I'll take it

I got on the scale this morning. Three pounds below my starting weight. At first I was like, "CRAP!" But then I got some perspective and decided that three pounds is better than no pounds, and three pounds in one week is not bad--especially since I indulged over the weekend. So I'll take those three pounds, and I'll just have to keep doing my treadmill and making reasonable eating choices.

That brings me to tonight. I'm supposed to have dinner with my mom. I'm going to look up the restaurant's menu online and have my meal all chosen out before I even get there. That should help keep the calories at bay. I just hope I can actually stick to my plan once I get there. But if I don't, I can always pick right back up. After all, I do need balance in my eating. I've read a lot of bloggers who talk about following an 80/20 plan. 80% of the time they stick to their plan and 20% of the time they "cheat." That's the kind of plan I could really get behind, I think. I mean, there's no way I can be perfect all the time. I would go crazy. So planning little indulgences is probably good in the long run.

But enough rambling. Three pounds gone! On to week two! Hopefully I can lose another three pounds!