Well, Auntie Flo is still hanging around, I've had two niggly migraines and yesterday was a food day that involved three scoops of ice cream from a proper ice cream place, 50 g of Whole Nut and two burgers in a giant bread bun along with four crispy cooked slices of pork belly, so I wasn't expecting great things.
1.2 lbs down.
That is really quite impressive, considering all of the above, so I'm happy!
Himself has just helped me make an Excel spreadsheet. This will show my weight, whether I've lost or gained, my current BMI and my target weight for the week if I am losing two pounds a week. I think Excel is far, far too complicated. But that's just me; it's uncomfortably like maths, algebra in particular. Add in the fact that I don't really understand how spreadsheets work and just know what I want them to do, and it is really rather a pain in the proverbial.
Obviously enough, today is a PW day. We went out to dinner tonight. He had two sausages, potato salad, bread and mustard. I had a bottle of still mineral water over lemon.
I cannot believe I sat there and watched him eat! And, of course, every time I open the fridge to get my cold water out for a PW or a drink, I am assailed by the smell of last night's left over burgers and pork belly. They will not survive the morning, tomorrow, I fear!
I'm going to check my weight tomorrow morning, too, see how it looks after a day on the PWs just to see if it really is working. I haven't seen the massive losses Jennifer Jolan promises - unless I lost 11 pounds my first week! That's assuming my recorded losses of 3.8 lbs and 1.2 lbs mean a possible 3.8 lbs off next week, that is to say, because that's the only way I am going to have lost 20 lbs. I don't think I had that kind of loss in my first week.
Anyway, the weight is dropping, so I am happy. I'm certainly prepared to stick with it for a while longer. I'd like to say until we go to Florida, but I make no promises.
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