So the scale was kind this morning, especially so in light of my lack of
elliptical time lately: for whatever reason (maybe because I haven't left the
house since Sunday and I've been living on Lean Cuisines, low-fat cottage
cheese, non-fat yogurt, and fruit), I somehow dropped 4 lbs since the 10th. (I
need to go to Panera less, I think.)
Depressingly, though, my refrigerator spreadsheet and this blog tell me that I'm exactly
where I was on February 1st ... of 2009! That was when I had an epiphany and I
decided I was going to dig in, take charge, blah blah blah. And I was going to
weigh 100 lbs less when I turned 50. Ha! So, after all the intervening upping
and downing and running and ellipticalling (hey, if I say it's a word, it's a
word), I'm exactly where I was 5 years ago, except with a 5-year older and
slower metabolism. *sigh*
I suppose, on the bright side, it's better than being worse off than I was 5 years ago.
