So. Sunday. Sitting here “wasting” time until I can go to the grocery store. Small town rhythms. Never go to the grocery store right around noon on Sundays … all the churchgoing folk stop there on the way home and it’s crazy busy.
Have done my week’s menu planning, and made my grocery list. The thing I think is so wearing about dieting is all the effing paperwork!
But, one week in and I’ve lost five pounds. When I get to the store I want to heft a five pound bag of sugar for full effect :0)
I suspect it will get harder to lose, but so far it hasn’t been TOO bad. I hate feeling hungry, but I have to learn to see it as a positive thing, and that’s all headspacy.
The computer tells me I still have 131 pounds to lose to become “healthy” – IT’S definition. I don’t actually have an ultimate weight goal except for LESS. On one had I feel like I should have something to work towards, but really, anything LESS is good. It would be nice to get down to a size where I can buy pants in a regular store, and not have to special order them. That would be a good day … to be able to go into a regular store and buy jeans. Now there’s a goal.
Okay, time to go and take some more painkillers for my headache, and toddle off to the store…