Wednesday, August 10, 2016
So I've hit a number I haven't hit in over a year and while I want to scream it to a few people who would be really excited for me I won't. I'm determined not to say a word about any weight loss at all. I want someone to notice enough to say something. That's when I'll admit that I've lost some weight but not how much. Every time, in the past, I've talked about my weight loss as a way to be held accountable - at that point I never lost another ounce ... in fact, I began to gain. So I'm loathe to talk about it.
The only problem I'm having is making dinner for my family. I'm eating differently than they are and they do not want what I am having. I want dearly what they are having though. It's difficult. I can only hope I can keep this up. When I reach my goal weight, I'll be able to change a little bit to a maintenance program which will allow me a little bit of what they are eating ... but maybe, some of the family will want to change, too. More than one wants to lose weight, so perhaps.