I’m down 0.7 this week.
They call this the turtle club. People who are losing weight super slowly.
It’s not my metabolism. My metabolism is fine. I could lose 2+ pounds a week if I tracked better. I just come home and eat like a Viking. Even still. I know this.
Right now it’s hard for me to limp all the way to the cafeteria and back, anyway. So the giant Kit Kat would be an easy habit to put in remission.
Maybe I need more lock boxes at home? I dunno. That’s like a band aid. I think if I want to eat I’m gonna find something, regardless of any locks.
My snacks are fine. It’s the kids’ snacks that I mooch off of. I just ended that sentence with not one but two consecutive prepositions, and I will not apologize for it.
Or, I could give myself a break and continue to lose weight this slowly. But it would take years to get to my goal at the rate I’m going.
At least 0.7 is an improvement over last week’s 0.2.
I don’t speak derogatorily of turtle club, by the way. I don’t actually think there’s anything wrong with slow weight loss. It’s probably better, healthier, and more sustainable. It’s just not my style. I am an impatient A-type. I want results yesterday.
But I guess I’m not really on program, anyway. At least not all of the time.
Work time. Hope I’m done early. Talk later. ❤️♥️💜☺️