Monday morning tales from the scale….

I have to admit, when I know the scale isn’t going down, it’s not too exciting to step on them first thing Monday morning.

It’s samo-samo here.  The scales haven’t budged since July 8th, haven’t gone up, haven’t gone down.  I’m stuck!  Am I surprised?  No, not at all.  Hooterville was here this week, and while I didn’t go over points, I hovered in the high range, 18-20, ate too many sandwiches, no salad, not many veggies.  I should be thrilled that I’m at least treading water.

So it’s back to it this morning, I took a break from tweeting what I ate this past weekend, time to regroup, move forward and concentrate on losing another five pounds.  Mini goals seem to work the best for me now, it will be slow going, getting through these next 5-10 lbs., but I keep reminding myself, it’s not a diet, it’s a lifestyle.

One thing that I am pleased with, is that lately when I eat, I reign myself in, regardless of how good it tastes, I just eat a few bites, push away and quit.  It’s getting easier, too, I hate to go out on a limb and say that I’m forming a “habit” doing this, but hey, I’m trying, and that’s all I can do, is try, day, after day, after day, after day…..