Week 2 Progress

I woke up this morning and really didn't want to get on the scale. I was absolutely positive I would see weight gain, and maybe a lot.

I ate some salty food right before bed the night before. I have been eating chocolate and letting the midnight munchies get the better of me. I didn't even work out last night because I had a serious stomach ache, so that means I only really exercised twice last week. I know it might be silly, but I get really anxious about weighing myself because I find even the slightest bit of weight gain to be really discouraging.

But, I knew I'd made a commitment to check in according to plan, so I made myself do it. There's probably something wrong with me that I actually get physically anxious when I step on the scale, but whatever.

Anyway, my dear friends, it turns out I actually LOST almost a full pound from last week. SAY WHAT? Seriously! I think it's real, too, not just a fluke. You ladies in the audience know that water retention can throw things off pretty significantly depending on the time of the month, but if anything I would have expected that to work against me this week, too. So, color me happy, and more committed to following the meal plans. If I can lose weight without even trying (hello, the last time that happened I think I had the flu), imagine if I actually did everything right? Worked out 5 days a week and made myself go to bed at a reasonable hour instead of eating late at night? Umm, yeah.

Other updates - I have noticed that I seem to function better on the same or less amount of sleep. I am absolutely a converted believer in breakfast, now. My mornings are a lot less painful. I still have trouble getting out of bed, but once I do (and once I have breakfast) I feel really good. I don't feel like I NEED that morning cup of coffee. I still like to have it, but I actually feel like I could do without it if I wanted to cut out caffeine. I might think about this in the future but hey, one thing at a time. I will actually be late to work in order to accomodate breakfast.

I am less hungry. Really. I can focus better because I feel more...solid, I guess is the word. A couple of times this week I have felt bloated and heavy, due probably to massive fiber intake, but only a couple times. Usually, about an hour before a scheduled meal I get a little asterisk above my head that reminds me I'm supposed to eat soon. I can handle that.

My fingernails still suck, but that's nothing new. I have trouble with cystic acne from time to time, and I think I have seen a slighly quicker heal time on breakouts. I'd have to pay more attention to this to really verify.

It's easier for me to drink more water. I don't really feel hugely thirsty, but I don't have to make so much effort to get an appropriate amount of water. Maybe it's just more appealing not to have to drink it on an empty stomach.

TOILET TALK WARNING: I am WAY regular, if you know what I mean. Like, ALWAYS once, usually twice a day regular. It's, like, impressive.

All said and done, I'm very impressed after just a week of eating right. Not even all the way right, but a good solid base of healthy food with some junk added in. It makes me really eager to see what happens when I get the late night eating thing conquered and start hitting the gym consistently!