The most peculiar thing happened...

I never trust the scale. I'm a very skeptical lady when I hop on it, and it says I weigh less. I always factor in water weight, clothing, time of day... I never believe it unless I either see a signifigant difference, or it stuck.

Well I hopped on the scale thursday and it said I was 3 lbs lighter. Now, like I said, I didn't believe what I saw, chuckled at myself and said "heh, it'll be higher than that tomorrow." I didn't get to the scale Friday, however. And I went into the weekend knowing I was attending  2 cook-outs and 2 TV sporting broadcasts (Football and Baseball) on Sunday. I knew it wouldn't last! Especially considering that I would be indulging in copious amounts of wine on Saturday.

I enjoyed myself. I had fun, I didn't pay all THAT much attention to eating right (although I actually did do very well, since I made healthy snacks I could eat that were low cal, high protein and WLS friendly). Out of randomness, I hopped on the scale this morning.

I've maintained that 3 lbs loss.  Ahhh whaaaaat? I actually did it? My eating right and walking the poochie made that loss stick?... well at leat for 4 days, but hey, here we are. I made a very healthy day's worth of food for myself this morning, and plan to stick to that. Do I jynx myself by even typing this post? I'm not sure. But I'm going to keep trying. I'm going to keep eating the right things at the right times of day, drinking my water and drinking coffee like its going out of style.  We'll see next week, what the scale says. 

Good Job!!!   Keep it up!!!

I have finally discovered that I have a very different 'dumping' syndrome than most people.  I truly never paid attention to it...but my system will not tolerate processed carbs or sugar anymore!   We went to Buffalo Wild Wings friday night, where I had a 6 piece Honey BBQ wing order and a salad.  No issues, right?  Not so much...my stomach starts acting like it wants to throw up (which of course for us RNY gals is SO not an option) and I am writhing in pain for about 30 minutes.  I never connected that occurrence - which has been going on for months until i got BOT - with 'dumping'.  I'm an idiot!!  As soon as I got done eating those sweet, sticky wings, it started...OMG.  I have not had an attack like that since restarted the protocol.  Heh...so now I know...and it truly sucks because those corn dogs at the stadium yesterday smelled REALLY good...

Isn't amazing how easy it is for us to believe the negative and how hard it is for us to believe the positive?  Let's dedicate ourselves to turning that around

 Sion...you are so absolutely right...  Here's to ending the negativity!!

So...  I decided I'd chance it. I'd get on the scale this morning to see if I really am maintaining that 3 lb loss. I got on the scale, fully expecting to see that I gained it all back again (wasn't very good with water the last too days) I wasn't nervous, because I was SURE I'd gained it back.  Old news, done it a million times, its just how it works.

Well, the scale... the SCALE said I lost another 2 pounds!! WHAAAA? Since when am I GOOD at being ON TRACK and losing weight and keeping it off... and losing MORE?  Someone ELSE must be doing this and its all just a dream. Right? 5 lbs lost in 2 weeks?

HA. Well do I feel happy? Yes. Am I going to keep it up? Yes. Am I going to 'celebrate' by cheating? Oh no, not going down that road. I like the foods I'm eating now. They taste good. And they fill me up. And I actually feel satisfied, like I'm not missing out on anything. 

I don't see any real difference in the body yet, but I've only been to the gym once. We'll give this another few weeks and see what happens.

I'm going to keep going!