I have lost another 0.5kg on weight watchers. I am now 75.8 kg. Which is good. Fantastic, in fact. Especially since I am pre-Aunty-Flo and have gone over on the points a few days and have not done so much exercise. Hubby lost 0.8 kegs which is excellent.
I am feeling quite good – I haven’t starved and I am eating well. I am having my day off when I eat out. I am not sick of it (yet). I will try a bit harder this week and see whether the weight loss is commensurate with the effort. I think I just need to appreciate that some weeks will be more trying than others.
It is liberating to be honest about what I am doing. I was talking to one of my bosses about it. Usually I get “what are you doing that for?” but she was quite calm….she said “do you have a goal in mind” and I told her. I never used to tell anyone my weight but now it is out there in cyberspace.
My faith in humanity was restored after yesterday’s strawberry incident (see below). I went to get a couple of bottles of beer for hubby and brother in law, and after I bought one, I dropped it and it spilled. The nice young man at the counter went and fetched me another one and didn’t charge him for it. I said “You are a nice boy. I hope you get lots of Valentines”. He said “Awww, I don’t think I’ll get any”, to which I replied “Oh, I hope you do.”.
Buoyed by this, after my coffee at Tom Phat this morning, which FYI was really good, I told the barista that it was a lovely cup of coffee. She said “awww, thanks”, to which I replied “no, credit where credit’s due”. Good to make people happy.
I learned yesterday that the dog quite likes to dance. I was grooving to some music while tidying up, and the dog jumped up on me. I held her paws and we grooved together. When I let her go, she jumped up again. What a funny canine!
Off out to dinner with hubby tonight, it’s a surprise.
Oh, and Happy Valentines Day, people. Big hugs and kisses.