1 Week Down.

and I'm down 3 lbs.  Which yay!?!  It's hard to feel excited about 3 lbs.  I'm very focused on the amount of work that went in to those 3 lbs this week.  I know, it didn't all go on in one day, blah, blah, blah but when you are on that side of the weight yo-yo you aren't so painfully of the ticking of each minute of the day and fighting the throws of temptation on a minute by minute basis.  I know it gets easier.  But it also gets harder so I'm trying to mentally prepare.  It doesn't help that it's my birthday this week.  I can't possibly be the only adult that still gets excited for my birthday, right?  Especially since it is marking the progression of time, that long walk to the end of the line.  But I'm making that walk regardless, and it's much more fun if you take the time to celebrate along the way.  Plus it is a week when I get to be the focus instead of me struggling to make everyone else happy.  Not that my people pleaser self gets to go on vacation or anything - but I feel a little less guilty about letting her take a night off here and there.  That's all.  So Friday I'm pretending weight watchers doesn't exist and having a celebration to remember what a fantastic stage of my life I'm in right now.  Stay tuned.