I prefer Fridays to be my weigh-in days. This way, I eat a little more over the weekends, and I then can work off the extra calories during the week. Also, if I go out to eat at a sit-down restaurant, I’ll be motivated to stay away from fried foods (my weakness). See, if the number on the scale moves down for that Friday, I’ll want to keep the number going in that direction. If the number climbs up even by an ounce, however, I’ll want to get the number moving down again. It’s a win-win situation.
Today, I weighed in at 231 pounds! With jeans! That’s 3.5 pounds down from New Year’s Eve. I’m so excited. Four sticks of butter weigh one pound, so I’ve lost 14 sticks of butter. That’s quite a bit of butter, people.
How about you? What’s your weigh-in day, and why?
By the way, I won’t be able to blog tomorrow. There’s the wedding, remember? Hopefully, I’ll be having fun and not skulking in a corner. With 3.5 pounds off my frame, I already feel sexier, so who knows? Maybe I’ll teach my daughter to dance the Macarena.