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Another Weight Battle Story

So - I've made it known that I'm doing Weight Watchers.  It's the fourth time I've started this.  I'm kind of plateauing and it's frustrating.  But, I'm really not plateauing, I'm just not making the best choices all the time.  Last week I gained .6 pound.  This week, I lost one pound - but when you take into consideration that .6 of that is weight I've gained, that means I really only lost .4.

This week for example - I wasn't really great at the beginning of the week.  Not always eating the best things.  Then I kicked myself in the butt, and said I needed to do better and I needed to track and journal my food intake.  I've been watching my scale really closely and honestly thought I was going to get that second number on it to change this week.  Then last night was a particularly difficult work night, I didn't drink as much water as I should have.  This morning, I  could tell that I was retaining water.  The biggest clue to that was the fact that I didn't wake up needing to pee and when I did, it really was this sad little stream.  I thought to myself, that isn't boding well and I did my water retention check - my wedding ring was tight on my chubby little finger.  SOO - - I got on my scale and sure enough, water weight gain.  So frustrating.

I have eaten so well the last several days.  Staying in my points.  I tried to be active this last week - worked in my yard, took the grandkids to the zoo.  When I work, I don't worry about any type of exercising - work is my exercise.  I usually get my 10,000 steps - or I'm very close to that.

Water weight is the bane of my existence any more.  I feel like every three weeks I'm struggling with it.  And some times, I just feel like it's constant.

This week is Independence Day. I need to stay focused and not let myself over indulge.  I need to keep my body moving.  I am so close to seeing that second number move down - it's my next forseeable goal.  I need to stay focused.  The way I see it, there are ten more weeks of summer.  My intention was to lose ten more pounds by the end of summer. That is one pound a week.  I need to keep my eye on the prize.  One more pound = second number changing.  Ten more weeks/ten more pounds = being that much closer to the second number moving again!!!

It's a continuous battle.  I'm ready to be in charge of my life and my health.  Eye on the prize.

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