Down two this week to 186 so things are moving along I guess. I'm still not really making good decisions on the weekends and its really killing me. I'm not going completely overboard on any one day, but I'm edging up my calories on Friday Saturday and Sunday and that is three days out of the week where I'm not sticking to plan, so that doesn't really work. And of course, on days like today, I let my bad behavior creep into Mondays too. This is not going to work for me.
This weekend I went to try on wedding dresses and actually, it wasn't quite as depressing as I thought it was going to be. I was SO nervous before we got to the first place, I swear I thought I was going to throw up. I had my traditional salad for breakfast and that's it, so I guess I was feeling as skinny as I possibly could feel. But that wasn't really all that skinny.
Once we got going though, I just felt so pretty. And bridal. I guess it sounds cheesey, but it was nice. Sure the dresses wouldn't even come close to zipping or buttoning. And sure my stomach muscles were killing me from sucking in like mad. I know I want to lose weight, and tone my arms and back, but it'll be okay anyway. I am who I am and I think I'll feel pretty no matter what.
BUT that doesn't mean I'm going to settle. I'm sick of effing up every weekend and I'm sick of seeing the same numbers on the scale week in and week out. I've been back on this plan nine weeks and I've lost 9 lbs. That's one pound a week if you average it out. Not great, but I have approximately 33 weeks until the wedding. If I lose one pound a week for the next 33 weeks, then I'll be down to 153. That's not quite goal, so I may have to step it up a little bit to get there.
Seeing those numbers really makes me think. About what is actually do-able in this time frame. I think I can do it. I actually think I can make goal by my wedding. I'm going to give it all I can to do it.